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MOORE'S 


IRISH 


MELODIES. 




ILLUSTRATED BY 


D. 


MACLISE, R.A. 

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NEW EDITION. 


LONDON: 

LONGMAN, BROWN, GREEN, LONGMANS, & ROBERTS. 

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London : 

Printed by Spottisvvoode & Co., 

New-street- Square. 



PREFACE, 



An earnest wish having been expressed by my Publishers 
that this new Edition of the Irish Melodies should be 
accompanied by a few prefatory words, I have readily 
yielded to their request ; though so frequently have I 
been called to this very welcome task, that all I can say 
upon such a theme, without degenerating into mere 
needless egotism, must have been long since exhausted. 

On the poetical part of this work, it is not for me to 
give an opinion. Whatever may be its merits, to the 
music they are almost solely owing. It was, indeed, my 
strong desire to convey in words some of those feelings 
and fancies which music seemed to me to utter that first 
led me to attempt poetry. Thus song was the inspiring 
medium through which I became initiated into verse. 
Whatever merit there may be in interpreting the voice 
that spoke in my country's music, lending it a vent in 



IV PREFACE. 

verse, and bringing home to other hearts besides my own 
the various feelings, sad, gay, or impassioned, with which 
it teems, to such merit I may perhaps, proudly pretend. 
But the whole source and soul of the Irish Melodies 
lies in their matchless music. As I have already said in 
song, I was only as the wind to the sleeping harp, and 
" all the wild sweetness I waked was its own." 

I shall only add, that I deem it most fortunate for this 
new Edition that the rich, imaginative powers of Mr. 
Maclise have been employed in its adornment ; and that, 
to complete its national character, an Irish pencil has lent 
its aid to an Irish pen in rendering due honour and 
homage to our country's ancient harp. 

THOMAS MOORE. 



The designs are in facsimile of the original drawings, and the text 
is engraved by Mr. Becker's process. 




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Ler arms may press tliee, 
ver friemcLs eare>> tl 
AM Latt bless 

Sweeter far may be 5 
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Amtnram leaYes are lyimg g | i '- "^ 

Q li s I] 1 e m r b hi 8 in ib e r me <, 
I ,at might g when 9a i 1 1 

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Oli a still remember me, 
Them should minsie 9 .stealing -^ 

All the sonil of feeling 9 
T© thy heart Appealing., 

IDraw one tear from tliee % 
Them let memory "bring thee 
Strains 1 isMi. iing tln.ee g = 

Olil them remember me, 









>ul all tliat I wisli tkee 9 great, gl©Fi©uis 9 amdfeee 
First flower ©f tke eartihi 9 amd first genu of tike §ea 9 
1 .might Iiail tkee with pF©MileF 9 witli laappier IbF©w 9 
i^Tiit oli; e©mM ttl©T© thee ui-ore deeply tham i^ '■ 

N© 9 tliy eliaims as tkey Fmaikle 9 thy M^od as It fioi3 9 
Bunt mate tikee maore paimffiilly dear t© iky s©m 
Wliose Ike aFts 9 like tlie yoiimg ©if tike desert -Third's uiest 
©Fimk i©Te in eadkliie = dF©p that iHL©ws fromi thy ThFeast 




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sfl tf$ ' the last jpimp § e d f Erim with. - : it - I §ee g 

Tel wherever thou art stall seem Efih t© mae ° 

In exile tky "bosom shall still be may k©me g 

AmA tMm© e^es make edit elimfliate wherever we r©aiQ& n 



To tie gloom of some rlesert ©r e©lAr©eky §h©re g 
Wliere ike eye of the stranger earn kaomt uls m© more, 
I will ffly witk my Doulim, nm. think tke r©mgk wimd 
Less Tilde than tke foes we leave frowning hekin«L 



Ami I'll gnze on thy goldkair as graeefiil it ^TTealliES^ 
AjouLhaiKg o'er' tky soft harpg as wildly It breathes I 
A or dLread that tke e old-lie art eel Saxen will tear 
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Forgtetmot ©iir wommded ©©Mipaiiii©iiis 9 wliL© stood' 

Im the day of distress by our side ° 
WMle t&i© uaoss of tike valley grewredwltli their Mood, 

Tlhey stirr 9 d m©t 9 Ibut comqiier'd amd di©d 
Tibial sum wMdh mow Messes our armas witlk Ms lig 
Saw tike in fall nip on Os soft's pl'aim5== 
tn 1 it Mm mot MiisiiL 9 whem lie leaves tis to-Mi^M, 
To fimd tliat tlieT fell there in Tain,. 

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j| not yet 9 9 tis jmst tike koiir 9 
Wlien pleasure 9 like tlie unidmigM flower 
Tkat seoras ike eye of vmlgar II glut. 
Begins t© "bloom for sons ©f night 9 

And maids wn© l©Ye tlie mooi, 
9 Twas "biit t© Ibless these honrs of shade 
That Tbeanty and the ni©©n were made ° 
9 T1§ then tlieir soft attractions gl©wing 
Set tlie tides and golblets flowing a 

Oil! stay 9 =Gh! stay 9 = 
Joy so seldom weaves a eliain 
Like tMs to=nij3jkt 9 that ©h 9 9 tis pain 

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IFly not yet 9 tlie fount tliat play 9 d 

In tinies of ©Id tkjrontfli Amnion's shade 9 ' 



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N©w kamgs as mute ©m Tara 9 s walls 

As ii J tlaai s ©ml were ifle -d., — 
§>© sleeps ill e pride of for'amer dLays 

S o glory's tlirill is 'o'er, 
^lAjDidlieaFtSy tkat ©mee beat Mgli for praise^ [JJj 

]^©Tr£eel tkal pulse, mo mm© re 






No more to eMefs and ladies "bright 

Tlie liarp of Tara swells 3 
Tlie i/liiox j fl alnne.,llxf;rt lb Teaks at mi^M 9 

Its tale of Fnim tells „ 
Tinas Freedom mow so seldom waives 9 

Tlie only tlirolb she gives 9 
Is wliem soime Ikeart imdigmauit "breaks 9 

To show tliat still she lives 





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Vi Amd as free fro ill a pang as they seein to yowiiow" 
3F expect that the he art =h earning smile of to=mig 
Will returm with to -morrow to hrightem my "brow 




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N©s=life is a waste ©f we aris ©mine tours., 

"Wliieli § eld© mi flie rose of enj©ynient ad©rns° 
And tlie lie art that is s©©nest awake t© tlie flowers 9 

Is always tlie first t© "be t©iiieli 9 d Iby tine t]k©rms o 
But send round tlie lb©wl 9 aiidlbe liappy awliile== 

May we nieYer meet w©rse 9 in ©nr pilgrimage liere s 
Tlian tlie tear tliat enj©ynient niay gild witli a smile 9 

And tlie smile tliat e©nipassi©n earn tram t© a tear. 




Tlie tiiread ©f ©rar life w©rald~ibe dark 9 Heaven knows I 

If it were not wifli friendsliip and l©ve inter 'twin 9 d i 
And I eare n©t li©w s©©n I niay sink to rep©se 9 

Wlien these Iblessings sliall ©ease t© Ibe dear to niy mindi 
Brat tJkey wlio nave l©v 9 d tlie fondest 9 tike pnrest 9 

T©© ©ften liaTe wept © 9 er tlie dreani tliey IbelieT'M^ 
And tike lieart tliat lias slranibejAl in friendship seerarest 9 

Is liappy indeed if 9 twas never deeeiVd D 
Brat send r©rand tlie lb©wl° wMle a relie of trratli 

Is in man ©r in wonian 9 tliis prayer shall Ibe mine^— 
Tliat tlie sransliine of love niay illraniine ©urn y©ratli 9 

And tlie moonlight ©f friendsliip e©ns©le ©rar deeline „ 




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®t}$T-f is mot ha tke wide world a valley so sweet 

As that Tale ami rkose bosoima line bright waters imeet ° 8 

D>k! the lust rays o& ' :elaaag rami life unutst depart 9 

Ere the bloom o>£ that valley shall lade froaaa any kearto 

Yet it was mot that matnare kail skedl dW tke seeme 
Her purest d£ erystal and bragktest of greea| 
9l fwas rj'vt kea° soft amagie o>f streaamlet or Mil., 
Q)k ( aa o= it ^ r a § § dim etkiaa | aaiore ex c|aalsit e still ° 

*Twas tkat Mends,, tke kelovd of amy bo§oiai 9 were me.ar s 

WTta.© miade ever^ dear seeme of. emekaaatuoemt amore dear 9 
Amd wla© felt kow Ike lb est ekarmis of mature improTe., 
W'kem we see tke mi reffleeted from looks tkat we love 












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Sweet vale of Avoea ! kow ealm eoul<lIrest 
Im tliT ibosom of shade ,-witk the Mends Hove toes/ 
.Where the storms that we feel ia 4Mb eold woiM<*SJ 
should cease 9 ~~ 

Lnd our heart«,like t.hywa4*rs,lbe mingled impeatelS 



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(A$ a "be ami © 9 er tke face of tke waters maay glow 
¥liiile tke tide rams im darkmess amd e©ldmess "below 9 
!§>© tke ekeek may ke timg'd witk a warn suummy siMile 
Tk©mgk tke e©ld keart to raim rums darkly tke wkile 

©me fatal reinemmkraMeec, ©me sorrow tkat tkr©ws 
Its kleak skade alike o'er ©w joys and ®irw©es 5 
T© wkieklife m©tkimg 'darker ©rkrigkter eamkriiw^ 
wkiek j©y kas mo kalaii amd affliction m© sting = 



Ok! tkis tkomgkt im tke maidst ©f emjoymiemt will stay 
Like a dead 9 leafless kramek im tke sumaiMer's kr 
Tke keamis ©f tke warim sum play r©inmd it im Yaii 
It maay simile im Ms ligkt 9 knit it kl©©Mis mot a^'aim Q 




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Jli/ltCI? amd rare were tke gems slue wore 9 
jad a ibrigkt gold ring ©i her wand slue lb ©re 

IB nit ®~kt ker lb e aunty was far "beyond 
[er sparklimg gexns 9 ©r sm©w=wkite wamdo 

Lady! dost tkoiii mot fear t© stray 9 

S© lome amd l©Tely tkromgk tMs Ibleaik way ~'i 

Are E rim's soms so good or so eold 9 

As mot t© be tempted Iby woman ©r gold?" 

Sir Knight! I feel mot tke least alarm 9 

N© s©m ©f Erim will ©ffer ime karmio = 

For tkomgk tkey love woman amd g©ldem store 9 

Sir ]&mi£>kt! tkey l©Te k©m©mr amd virtme more I * 





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(Q)nenck 9 d are ©nr Ibeae©n ligkts<= 
Tk©n 9 of tke Hhindred Figkts l n 
Tin i© 11 9 ©mi "wk©se kiirning t©nguie 
Triitlic, peaee 9 and freed© ml kmiiig ! " 
unite P =Hb nit l©ng as Tal©iir skinetk 9 
f mercy's soul at war repinetk 9 ^ 

So long skall Erin's pride ^__^ 



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|45 IP dear t© me tlie komir wliien dayligkt die 
And siiinlbeaiiis melt along tke silent sea 9 

For tken sweet dreams ©f ©tker days arise 9 

Ami (til memory kreatkes ker Tesper sigk t© tkee 

And 9 as I watek tke line of light 9 tkat plays 

Along tke smootk wave tow 9 rd tke knrning west 9 

I long to tread tkat golden patk of rays 9 

Andtkinls 9 tw©^ldlead to some krigkt isle of rest 





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Ike 9 wjk© adores thee 9 lias left but tin.© Mamie 

Q)f Ms iamlt and Ms sorrows IbeMmdy 
Dill say wilt thorn weep 9 wheM they darken the iaxae 

Ufa life that for thee iras resign"'' < 
lfes 9 weep 9 and how ever nay foes may eondeinan. 9 

Thy tears shall efface their ieeree » 
For Heaven can vyitness 9 though guilty .to theML 9 

J have heeM hint to© faithtfnl t© tlkee , 

With tlkee were the dreams ©f may earliest love = 

Every thought ©f may reason iras tMnie ° 
In may last hnmmlble prayer t© tike Spirit above 9 

Tlay Maine sla.aH "be naiMgled with indue 
Ok! Iblest are tlie lovers aMdfrieMds ~iio shall live 

Tlie days ©£ thy glory t© see ° 
But tlie Mext dearest Me ssing tkat Meavem earn give 

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when from tliose eyes 

Far 9 far affay I i°©am 9 
Sliomltl ©alnier tlionglkts sin i 

TowVciLs yon and lionie ° 
Faney may trace sonie line 9 

Worthy those eyes to nieet 9 
TtoiigMs that not Ibmnci, lb nit shine 9 

Pmre, emlim, and sweet o 

And as 9 © 9 er ©eean far, 

■ Seamen their records keep 9 
Ledlby s©nie hidden star 

Thip©mgh the e©ld deep 5 
So may tine words I write 

Tell thr©" ; what storms I stray — 
Y@m still the nnseen light, 

G mi cling my way* 





r.Maflise.R.A. 



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.! JFatkei% send not kemee umy 
Tkromgk wintry winds and billows dark 
I comae witk kiumilble lie art to skare 

Tky niorn and eyenimg prayer g 
'Nor naine tke feet, At k©ly Saint, 
"Tke Tbrig'ktmess of tky sod to taint./ 




Tlae Lady's prayer Seianis spuirm 9 d^ 
Tlie winds Mew fresk 9 tke Ibark return'ds 
JBiit legends kint 9 tkat liad tlae aaaaid 
Till morning" 1 s ligkt delayed, 
l1.1 giyen tke saint one rosy smile , 
Ske i© 1 er kad left kis lonely isle <> 



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F. P. Becker. 




miay roam tlir©* ikis world 9 Hike a elh.il el at a feast.-, 
li© "bunt sips of a sweet, jundtnen ilies t© the re&t" 






And, when pleasure "begins to grow dmll in tike east, 
may order ©nr wings am A "be off to tine west % 
Buit if lie arts tkat feel, and eyes tkat smniiie, 

Are tke dearest gifts tlhat teamen supplies. 
We neTer meed leave ©hit ©wn green isle, 

F©r sensitive kearts, amul for sMnHbriglit e^es<, 
Tken remember, wkerever y©mup g©Met is crown 9 d. 

Tin © 9 tikis w©rld, wketker eastward ©r westward. y©m roanoL 

ken a cuip t© the simile ©f dear woman goes round, 
k! remember tike smile tkat adorns ker at tonne <, 





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WMle tlie damgliteFS ©f Erim keep the lb©y 9 

ETeF smiling he side Ms faithful ©ar 9 
Throin.gliL billows o>f woe 9 andlbeaims of joy 9 

The same as lie l©©k 9 d when lie left the §h©Fe 
Tliem FememheF 9 wlkereTeF yonr goblet is Grown 9 

TIif© 9 tliis w©f1c1L 9 whether easlfos a r i .1 m ■ ■ i - ; rard yom F©ain 9 x 
"Wnen a enp to tike smile ©f deaF woman goes F©mnd 9 

Ola! FemeiuuibeF tlie smile tliat adorns lieF at liomxe , 





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W 9, 1 weep for tlie h©"iiF 9 

WHken t© E>Yeleen 9 s IboweF 
Tlie Lord ©£ tike Valley witk false tows eame ° 

Tike ni©©n Md her light 

Ff©hi tlie lieaTems tkat miglkt 9 
And wept behind her elonds o'er tike maiden's shamie 





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Tke ©l©md§ pass'd soom 

From tke ekaste cold mioom 9 
And keavem sniiFoI agaim with ker vestal flame 

IB nit mome will see tke day 9 

kem tke elomds skall pass away 9 
Wklek tkat dark k©w left mp©m Eveleens fame „ %. 

Tke wkite sm©w lay 

©m tke marrow patk=way 9 
Wkem tke Lord of tke Valley erost ©ver tke moor" 

Amd many a deep print 

©i tke wkite sm©w 9 s tint 
olir/vvM tke track ©f Ms footstep t© Eveleemfs door 

Tke next stoi 9 s ray 

Soom melted away 
Every traee ©m tke patk wkere tke false Lord earner 

But tkere 9 § a light ab©ve 9 

WTkiek al©me earn rem©Te 
Tkat stain np©mtke §m©w ©f fair Eveleen 9 s famie 





EfIm re nie inker tke days of 
Ere ker faitM.es s sons "betray 9 d ker^ 
Wliem Malaeki wore tke collar of gold.," 

WHA Ike worn from ker prowl invader 9 
Wliem ker kimgSg witk standard of green uimfeurl \i , 

Led tke Med-Bramek Kmigkts to dangers — 16 
Ere tike emerald £>em of tlie western world 
set in tlie erowm of a stranger <, 



©n Lonigli NeagMs Ibamk as tlie fislierma 

Wken tke clear cold eve 9 s declining 9 
He sees tke round towers of ©tker days 

In tke wave keneatk Mm skining ° 
Titans skall miemory ©ftem 9 in dreams smiblime 

(Catek a glimpse of tke days tkat are over ° 
Tlras 9 sigking 9 look tliroTigk tke waves of time 

Eor tke long -faded glories tkev ©ovei 




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o oh MoTle.jlbe the roar ©£ thy water 9 

Break mot 9 ye Tbreeze§ 9 yoniF thaim ©£ repose 9 
WMHe 9 iDGLurmuriiLg m.oTnnaMly 9 Lir 9 s lomely [lamgTkter 

Tells t© the might=star her "tale of woes o 
Whem shall the swam 9 hep death -mote simgimg 9 

Sleep 9 witla wiaio's in darikmess liirFd i 
^ hen will heavem 9 its sweet "bell rimgimg. 9 

Call my spirit Ironi this stormy world? 

§>affly g oil Moyle 9 to thy wimte:r=waye weepimg s 
Fate Mds me lamgTiish lomg ages away* 

Yet still in her dapkmess doth Erin lie sleeping 
BtSM doth the pure light its dawmimg delay a 
hem will that lay-star 9 mildly sprimgimg 9 
"Wariij our isle with peace anidloye ? 

Whem will heayem 9 its sweet bell rimgimg 9 
may spirit to the fields aibove ? 




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©JlDmilf, ■ -iiiul tike wiue 9 amd leave p©ints ©f belief 

T© simple - ! d>b § a g e % m lgI peas<! i Is 9 

THais ijiiioiiaeiif 9 ^ 'a flower to© fair anil Tbrief 9 

T©lbe witlie:i m. 9 d by tike lust ©f tike selk©©ls . 

lf©ur glass may ibe purple, amd mime may ibelblue,, 

But. ; wMle tkey are fill 9 d ir©niii tlie sarnie IbrigM b©wl 9 
Tike f©©l 9 Tyii© vr©uld quarrel for iliifeff'emee ol J line.-, 

Deserves met the e©njrf©r4 tkey shi 3 o°ei o tike s©ul« 

Shall I ask tike ibraTe s©ldier 9 vrh© figlats Iby my side 

In Hie cause ©f mamMiiid 9 tfour creeds agree? 
Shall I give up tike fiiemd I have valued and tried 9 

If lie hmeel m©t bef©re tike saiuae altar witlk me ? 
Fr©m tike lie re tie girl ©f my soul sli©uld I fly 9 

T© seek senaewliere else i iiore ©rth©d©x. hiss -;' 
N© 9 perish the heart s 9 amd the laws tliat try 

Trutlu, val©ur 9 ©r l©ve 9 lby a stamdardKIke tlnis ! 



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l^liiWtBlti* wag "tike warming tkat Liberty sp©ke 9 
i\md grand was tike naonuiemt wkem Spaniards awoke 

Imte life and revenge from tike e©nqmer©r 9 s ckain<> 
0k 9 1L liberty ? let mot tkis spirit kave rest 9 
Till it mji©ve 9 like a "breeze 9 o 9 er tine waves -of tike west= 
(Give tike 11 glut ©f y©nir look t© eaek sorrowing spot 9 
N©r 9 ©li 9 Ibe tike Skamr©ek ©f Erin forgot 

WMle y©n add to y©Mr garland tlie ©live ©f Spain I 



If tlie famie of ©iir fatkers 9 keqmeatk 9 dwitlitlkeiip rigkts, 
({Jive to e©mntry its eliarina 9 andt© koine its deligkts 9 

If deceit, Ibe a woiind 9 and suspicion a staini 9 
Tkeiia 9 ye mien ©f Ilberia^ ©ultf cause is tke sarnie I 
i\md ©k! may kis tomb wamt a tear and a maiiiie 9 
Win© w©mld ask for a molbler 9 a k©lier deatk 9 f 

Tkam to tmrm Ms last sigk Into viet©ry 9 s lbreatk 9 

F©r tke Ska nmi°© ek ©f Erim amd Olive ©f Spain I 



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Ife Blades and Of ©ommelsc, wh©se fathers resigned 
J. he green hills of fflaeir yoiitlL, among strangers t© find 

Tliat repose wMehj at h©fflae g tlkey lit) d sigh 9 cl for im Tain., 
Join 9 Join. In ohdp liope that tike fla:ame 9 whielk yon li 
May Ibe felt vet in Erin 9 as ealnic, and as IbrlejM., 
And forgive by en AlM©m while MmsMmg slue draws 9 
Like a truant., her §w©r«l 9 in tlie lomg^sliglkted earns© 
Of the ,Sliaiunoc-l\ of Erin and Olive of Spain £ 

G©d] rtke raiisel=oli 9 it eannot bmt thrive 9 

WMle tine p ! one patriot lieart is alive 9 

a to feelg aiid its rights t© maaimtaim ^ 
Tlien 9 liow sainted by s©rr©w 9 its martyrs will die 1 
Tlie finger of Glory sluall point where they lie ° 
"^ hile 9 far fr©m the ft a>tstep of E©warf. ©r slave 9 
Tlie youmo' spirit of Freedom sliaM slnelter their grave' 
Beneatli BTbanra - f Erin and Olives of Spain; 




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wlfl iblainie mot tike lbard 9 if ke fly to tke lowers' 1 W|pw- 

^laere Pleasure lies 9 carelessly smiling at Fame % 
Me was kormfor urniek more., amdimkappier konirs 

His soul liiigkt liaTe Ibmrii 9 1 witk a kolier flame „ 
Tke string 9 tliat mow lamLgiiiskes loose © 9 er tke lyre 9 

IMigkt kaTe Tbemt a prouid Ibow t© tlie warrior's dart % M 
And tke lip 9 wMek mow breatJh.es Ibiit tke song of desire 9 

Migkt kave pomr'dtke foil tide of a patriot's keart,, / 






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Bint alas for Ms ©oTimlbrf'A'==her pride is gone Tby 9 
And that spirit is brolken 9 which never would bend° 

Q) 9 er tike ridn her elnildreM im secret mnst sigh 9 
For 'His treason to loTe her 9 and ileath to defend , 

Unpriz'M are her sons 9 till they 9 ve learned to betrays 
Undistin gm i s 1 1 M the^ live , if th 1 i v sin n i a e not tkeir sires 

Ami the toreh 9 that n ould light them thro 9 dignity's way 9 

. i be eamght Brom the pile 9 where thein Eonntry expires! 

blame not 'the bard ! in pleasure's soft to am 

He -ln'iU.ii try rhat he never ean heals 

Dial | : ft hope — -let a vista "but gleam 

Tlnr i >ugh the gl on do I his i a atry 9 and mark how lie JUL feel 1 
That mstantg his heart at her shrine would lay 1« a 

Every p it nmirs i 9 every Miss it ador 9 d° 

While the myrtle 9 now idly entwin 9 d with Ms erowi, 

Like tike wreath of Harmodins 9 shonld cover his sword, 

Bnt Hid f^Lory Ibe gone 9 andth© 9 hope fade away 9 

TIlt name 9 loved Erim 9 shall live in Ms songs ° 
Not £T ? i in the hoiir 9 when Ms heart is most gay 9 

Will he lose the rememlbranee of thee and thy wrongs D 
The stranger shall hear thy lament on his plains \ 
- The sigh of thy harp shall he sent © 9 er the 
Till thy masters themselves 9 as they rivet thy chains 
Shall pans e at the song of their captive 9 and weep! 










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Tke l©Te tkat seeks a kome 

Wkere we alt In or graaideiiir skimes 
Is like tke gloomy gnome 9 

Tkat 'dwells im -dark gold mines 
Buit ok! tke poet's loTe 

Cam "boast m kriglnter spkere % 
Its native koinie 9 s alb ©Ye 9 

Tk© 9 woiiLiam keeps It kere 
Tkem drink to ker 9 wk© l©ne> 

[atkwak 9 dtke p©et 9 s sigk 9 
Tke girl*, wk© gave t© souig 

Wkat ^'©Id ©©niM never ibniy,. 










\\if i j qm the mooufs ligM 9 

moment from! her smile I tmrm 9 dg 

To look at orlbs 9 lliat 9 more bright. 
In lone and distant glory Ibiiirn 9 do 
Burt fou far 
Eaeh proud star 9 . 
For me to feel its warming flame ; 
Mneh more dear 
That mild spire re 9 
WHA near our planet smiling eanie° 2 
Tlnis 9 Mary 9 "be "bmt thorn my ©win ° 
WTkile IbrigMer eyes unheeded pi 
Fll loTe those moonlight looks alone 9 
That Mess ray hope and guide any 













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Tike day kad sioik im dim sliowers m 

But jnoidmigkt mow, with, lustre mieet 9 
IllnLUmim 9 d all tike pale flowers 9 

Like liope mpom a m©irieT 9 § elieeko 
I said (wMle 
Tlie Bloom 9 § smile 
Play 9 d o'er a streami 9 im dimpling Miss 
Tlie mioom looks 
66 (Dm miamy Tbr©©]ks 9 
66 Tlie Ibrook earn see m© mioom Bunt tikis ?/ 9 
Amd tliuis 9 I tlionglkt, ©if fortunes ni 9 

For miamy a Iotcf looks to tkee 9 
WMle At 1 feel tlie re is Ibmt onie^ 
yftai°y im tlie world for Bie o 







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•flaYJli gin I i 1 1 i i 1 1 ng noi<aLer tke Mflow 

Ai:wl stars ina Ike keaYem^ § till limgen bag Bk©me 9 
li uamg Kitty* all blmi^limQLg 9 n >s<e up froma ker pill©w 

Tlii ske e'er was to press it al©me., 

F©pfo -'if t reas mred lierlnearf- amwlkt-v -< i I in 

be lasll He I > * ■ I J pe i§ 0115 
AmdL wkemi © ace f;k<e v 1 >mmg keart 1 > f eo 1 1 1 so 1 la i n is § I ( >] e 1 1 

Tke liaai 'leu kerself will steal after it Boom 

As ske loolvM in tike glass 9 wkiek a ^ 1 aaa a me 9 er misses 

Nor cycf wamts time for a sly glamee ©r tw© 9 
A butterfly" fpesk fp©mn tke might-flower's kisses 9 

Tlew ©ycf tke iiiiirrorg am<riL skadLecl ker Yiew 
E lira g 9 d witk tke imseet for kidHiag ker graces 9 

Ske kmL§k 9 «l kimi-=ke fell 9 alas 5 leyer t© rise \ 
"Ali; sniek 9 95> saMtke girl^is tke pride of ©mr faces , 
Forwkicktke bohiFs imioeenee to© often dlieSo" 




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I. P. Beaker. 






Wkile slue stole tkr© 9 tke garden, wkere kearts-eas^e 
was ^rowiu g 

gke enlFd some, andkiss'd off its nigkt -fallen lews 
Anil a rose, farther ©n 9 l©©k 9 d so tempting and glowing, 

Tkato spite of ker kaste, ske must gatker it too i 
BmtwMle o'er tike roses too carelessly lean ing 

Her zone flew in two, andtke kearts-ease was losts 
66 Alii tikis meansrsaid tke girl (and ske sign 9 1 at its meaiin g) 

66 Tli at love is scarce wortk tke repose it will cost 



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0) Hit kc p ; : s o us spi i 
Hfi ^o -morrow's stri 

^ tkat sn -' ligkt is kr 

l©m 9 ieatk or li£e<= 
i a fee 
m m !■ r Idm, ^ T lm lives mi<D>t free 
Like tike [lay-star in ike waye, 
inks a ker© ixi Ms grave 9 
Midst tke lew=fall of a matioufs -tear 

Ettappy is lit qmbf wk©se leeli 
Tke -miles »f k©uae may soothing §k 
Amd light Mm l©wn tke steep of years s-= 
kc,k®w Mest tkey simk t© rest 9 
W-k;© el©se tkeir eyes ©m. viet©ry 9 s Ibreast ! 



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|9 er Ms watdk=fire 9 s fading embers 

Now tlie foe imam's elieek tiirms wkMe s 
WTiem Ms lie art tliat lie Id rememiIbeFS 9 

Where we tamed Ms tyrant luiylit , 
MeTer let Mmi Mmd again 
A eliaim 9 like tliat we Ibroke Irom tliem*, 

Hark ! tlie torn of eoinaTbat (.-alls = 

Ere tL e g ©Mem eTemliakj fall 3 
May we pledge Mint korn in trimmjdi rom-md ! a 

Many a kearf tliat mow Ibeats Myli , 
Im sMiiflLlber eold at migkt sliall lie 9 
Nor wakei €V€i at Yietory 9 s sound; ■= 
But :!±, Low iblest tliat kero 9 s sleep 9 
9 er wlk ©in a womdVijig world skall weep ! 










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we sonie bright little isle ©it" oif ©wn 9 

In a hliie snimmier ©eean 9 far ©ff and al©ne 9 

here a leaf never dies in Ike still MooMimg Tb©wers 9 

And the lb ee "banquets ©n through a wh©le year ©f flowers ;; 

iere the siiinl©ves t© pause 

1th s© f©nd a delay 9 

That the night ©nly draws 

A thin veil © 9 er the dav£ * 

1 
here simply to feel that we Tbreathe 9 that we live 9 

Is worth the lb est joy that life elsewhere earn give 

Tine re 9 with souls ever ardent and pure as tine elinae _, 
We sh©nld l©ve 9 as they lov 9 din the first golden time % 
Tlie gl©w of tlie snn shine 9 tike lb aim ©f tlie air 9 
Would steal to our hearts, and make all smniinier there 
Witli affeetion as free 

Fro iia dee line as tlie "bowers 9 
And 9 with li©p e 9 like tlie lb e e 9 
Living always on flowers., 
niF life slionildFeseiiilble a l©mg dav ©flight., 
And oif death eoinne ©n 9 liolv and ealni as tlie night o 



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Tiny riTal was li©in©iiiT 9 d 9 while flioin wert wr©iig 9 d 

and se©rm 9 d 9 
Tli j £?©wi was ©if "briers 9 while gold lie r "brows 

a (lorn 9 ji; 
Slie w©© 9 d me t© temples, wMle tlioiuL lay 9 st Md in 

eayes, 
Her friends were all miasters 9 while thine 9 alas I were 



Tet cold in the eartli 9 at thy feet 9 1 w©nld rather be 9 
Than wed what I l©T 9 dn©t 9 ©r turn ©me tTkomgM from 
thee., 



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Tliey slander tliee s©rely 9 wli© say tliy t©ws are (^ (rjh^ 





Hadst tkoiDL been a false ©me 9 tlhy eheeh had !©©k 9 

less pale., 
Tliey say 9 1©© 9 s© long th©n liast w©rii tli©se lingering 

ehains 9 
Tliat deep in tliy lieart tliey haYe printed their serrile |Shn? 

/ stains = 

©Hi! f© ml is tike slander 9 == n© ehain e ©ml d that s©ml 
s nib due = 
lie re shineth thy spirit, tlie re liberty shineth t©© I 




§i till ker bosom rose faiF==still ker ekeeks smiRltke ^r\M\t- 
Wluile liier sea-beauties gracefully foiraaul tke ligkt frames 
Amd ker kair 9 as 9 let loose, o'er kef while arm ft" fell 
Was ekamg'd to bright eluords mttVimg melody's spe3UL 



Meiiiee it cauiae* tkat this soft Harp so I om<p> katk been kmowm 

T© mimtfle loWs lamgniage witk sorrow's sad tome § 

Till thmi didst dfride tkem 9 amdteaektke fomdlay 

To speak fwe wkem. Fm me mr tke e , amd grief wkem away„. Jv 





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v'vLi-Ljp) om 9 weep om 9 yomr kouir is past 

If ©TIF dreams of pride are © 9 er 9 
Tke fatal ekaim is rommd j&u east, 

Amd yo.nL are nmern mo more „ 
Im vain tke ker© 9 s keart katk biecL° 

Tke sage's tomgme katk warm 9 nL in 
©k 9 FTeecl©mi I ©mee tky flame katk 

It meTer li^kts 






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Weep ©n=perhaps in after 

They 9 ll learn to love y©mr name | 
^ hem miamy a deed miay wake in praise 

Tlnat lou- hath slept im Iblanaeo 
An (1 win en they tre a 1 tlie raim 9 1 1 i §1© ., 

¥5 here rest, at length, the lord anci slave 
They'll wondering ri -I , J low hands so Tile 

C-omIcL eomquier hearts so "brave 2 



m i.ii '•','' they 9 !! §ay 9 a wssp atrdfate 

4 If© tot welb of discord w©ve £ 
And ^tIjII© yomjp tyrants join 9 . dim hate 
J li om never join 9 d in love „ 
i6 Bmt hearts fell -dT, that ought to twine 9 

^Aid mam pi'ol J mn 9 d what God had given;; 
"Till ^Diiie were heard to emrse the shrine,, 
e others knelt to heaven! 99 



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F.F. Becker. 






pOT&r §SJEr$) $i m§ (famirtrj) , 




IjfOT Harp ©f amy (Commtry- in darkness Ifonnidtkee., 
Tke cold ekain ©f silence kadkiung o'er tkee l©ng ? 30 
Wkem pF©iadly 9 nay owi Island Harp 9 1 mnlb©innd tkee 9 
mA gaTe all tky chords t© ligkt 9 ifreed©nii 9 and s©ng t 
IT ke- warm lay ©f l©Te and tke ligkt mote of gladness 

re wakeai 9 dtky fondest 9 tky live lie st thrill £ 

3Bmt 9 so ©ft kast tk©n eek©edtke deep sigk ©f sadness 9 

Tkat ct 9 !' in tky niirtk it will' steal from tkee still,, 

)ear Marp ©f amy e©mnta"yl faa°ewell t© tky nmna©ers 9 . 
This sweet wreath ©f song is tke last we skall twine I 
Gr© 9 sleep witktke smn shine ©f Fanie ©n tky slmnilbers 9 
Till touch 9 d "iby s©nie kandless nnwortky than mine 
If tke pmlse ©f tke patriot, s ©Idle r 9 ©r l©Yea% 
Haye throb ib 9 d at ©mt lay 9 9 tis tky glory al©ne , 
was ~but as the wind, passing heedlessly ©Tea° 9 
And all tine wild sweetness I wak 9 d was tky ©wnu 



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v ft o the 1 1 i I f - are g one g s HI i bm Beauty IbrigM 
! . 1 1 suct 9 s chain wove 9 
Jffi tie n may dreamm of ti He , Fro no mo ra 1 1 1 1 a lgh.1 
l©ve 9 still love o 
New 1 1 ipe may blooina 9 
And 1 d so | - 1 1 1, i v i D>me 9 
(D1 J uaHdei* calmer beaMi 9 
IBinl" there 9 s nothing hali so ■ sreet in life 
As love* a a 1 IreamS 

■ - half so sweet In life 
As Iova ; pea m 



bard! to !'Mi, 1 fame may soar, 
WTb.cn i ■' s past ^ 

' he win I : 9 d before 

To simile at last J , 
e 9 ll uneven meet 
A j >o>^ so swe et 9 
In all his noon o>f fame 9 
As wh.cn first he sung to woman's ear 

His son! -felt flame 9 
And 9 at every close 9 she blmslhfdt© kear 
Tike one lov'd name » 



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1 1 all i *w 9 1 fo Tin i 5 il e 9 e t for U ( -'T ^4 | 
"Li eh first 1©t© trae 9 i ^ 
gtiU it limgerimg laammts tk<e greenest sport 
Db miemi©Fy 9 § waste 
3 Twa§ odoiiT 11 eel 
As s ©©3i as -ii 
9 Twa§ m a>rmimg 9 § wimge 1 ireami g 
5 Tw as all gM 9 that m e 9 er e fi :o sHi e n g aim 

On life's dull stream S 
Dli ! 9 twa § li -lil that m e 9 ei- c- aim shim e n | 
On life"- lull streams 







: are o>mr soir©ws 9 t© Ha] we 11 forget tlkem 9 
Amd smiile 11.lt oniigk d>hop tears 9 like a snimlbeaiLi! m showers 
Tike re meYer were hearts 9 if ©mr idlers would let lliem^ 
More formo 9 i to be grateful am<3 blesl than ©tots,, 

Mas eeas'd to pain 9 . 
I hop© h n § (- ■ ; iwre n th 9 1 1 it ro nun 1 with flowers 9 
There counter ai mew limk 
©mr spirits to sink-— 
[ >h I tike j o>y tha t e taste 3 life tike light of the p©les 9 

Is a flask amid clar]kmes§ 9 too Tbrilliamt to stay^ 
But, though 'twere the last little spark in ©nar souls 9 
"^ e must light it up now 9 ©m ©pr lMnee 9 s Day,, 



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(Comtemipt oxi tke mamioiii, wh© ©alls you iisloyal! 

Th© 9 fierce to yomr f©e 9 to yoinr feiemds y©m are 'true 9 
Amd the tribinte most high to a head that is 

Is love from a heart tlnatl©ves lilbertv t©©„ 



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die cowards 9 wk© IbligM 
If ©tim 8 fame, t©hi]f riglkt 9 
W©uild shrink froma tke Maze off tike "battle slyfsf 
Tlie Standard ©f (Ureena 
Im ffF©:irit w©iiild he seem 9 = 
dDk 9 irony life ©m y©nir faithJ were yomi smni]La©:!ri 9 d 
this laimiiil e 9 
1f©ni 9 d east eTery "bitter rememhrairiee away 9 
show what tike arm ©f old Erin has iai it 9 
When roins 9 d "by the £©e 9 01 her Friiee 9 § Bay*, 



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He l©Tes the Green. Isle 9 and his 1©tc is rei 

In hearty whi eh have sniffer 9 d too mneh t© forget % 
And hope stall Tbe crowi'i, and attachment rewarded. 
And Erins gay jiibilee shine ©nit yet„ 
Tke gemii imay "be hroke 
By niiany a stroke 9 
But nothing earn cloud-its native ray $■ 
Each fragment will east 
A light, to tke last 9 = 
And thns 9 Erin 9 my eomntfT th© 9 hroken tk©ni art, 

There 9 s a lustre within tkee 9 that ne 9 er will decay? 
A spirit 9 which heanxs throiiigh eaek suffering part 9 
i©w sniiles at all pain ©11 tke Prim 



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9 Twa§ fromo I\ atkl e p ib § eyeg tue BLew 9 
Eyes »f m©st Mmk©ly blue! 
Ske liadL'-vM Mmo well und l©mg 9 
Wisk 9 il LiiLi kers 9 ii©f tk©nigkt it mi 
WTk« e r tike Sa i i odd !Ly 9 

: till lie keard ker ligk.1l foot mlgkg' 
- ' p ^-vkere* er la 1 1 ko r of 1 1 9 
11 ker bt i ' b 



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! hi tke ib -.lb elM I i sag I , 

al last » 
Prea - -i i i i tkiml Quail B 9 er 

Woiaa ,' Lammt him tke w., 

I | Le&Tfl I i t.b-i-c 

ker p©wep 9 iif f©mi3 *ke be : 
bile p-piLp ke sleeps,, 
: i lean n.iwl wee \> - . 

fearless ske katS trae] '& bis feet 

T© tkis r« I ' i I <l re ' peat 5 

g melt kis yiew 9 
ees met it t©© , 
Ak 9 y©no° Saimts kave eirael kearts I 
t« rally £ro:uo Ms bed ke starts 9 

1 tl l rm<ffl b 3 repnilsiY e sk© elk 9 
Hmrls ker jfpomGt tke beetlmg roek«j 



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W. Taylor. 




[ m not tk tear at 



m% i§ mot Hit tear nf this naaoMiemt sk©A 9 

When the ©old turf lias just he em laid © 9 er him, 
That Bam tell how ibel©v 9 d was the friend that's ffled< 

1 1 ep in oi? hearts we deplore him., 
9 Tis the tear, thro 9 many a long day wept , 

i life°s whole path o 9 ershadc 3 ; 
9 Tis the ©me re memhr am ce 9 fondly kept, 
.Whem all lighter griefs have faded,, 










Thins his memory like some holy light , 

Kept alive im our hearts, will improve them 9 

For worth shall look fairer, amd truth more bright 
"Whem we thimk how he liv 9 dhmt to love themio 

Amd, as fresher flowers the sod perfume 
W here hnried saimts are lying 9 

§© ©mr hearts shall horrow a sweet 9 mimg' hloom 
Tii the image he left there im dying I 




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tiny form im yomthxinl prune 9 

Mor thought that pale decay 
Would steal Ibefore the steps of Time , 

AmciL waste its Ibloom. away 9 Mary ! 
If et still thy featuires wore that light 9 

Whieh fleets mot with the hreath % 
A.md. life ne 9 er loolidL more trimly "bright 

Than inn thy smile of dLeath 9 B 




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X P. Becker. 




L©Te stood near the MoTiee and listen 9 d 9 

d ILoto is no noyiee in taking a Mint ° 
Mis langhing Iblne eyes soon with piety glisten 9 A^ 
His rosy wing tnrn 9 d to heaven's otoq. tirnto 

S6 W1© would have thoiTght 9 99 the iiirehin eries 9 
66 That Love eoiiilrl 10 well 9 so gravely olisgnise 
64 Mis wandering wing§ 9 and wonnding eyes ?" 




Love now warnis the e 9 walling and sleeping 9 
Ifornmg Noviee 9 t© Mbhk all tJky orisons rise.. 
He tinges the heavenly fonnt with his weeping' 9 
Me Ibrightens the eensers flame with Ms sighs a 
]L ove is the Saint enshrin 9 d in thy "breast 9 
And angels themselves wonild admit sneh a gnest 
If he eame to them eloth 9 d in Piety 9 s vesto 




D- lVTaclise, B-.fi. 



F. P. Becker. 




and lb Fi girt fall ike swift sword off Efim " 
Oi Mio. wk© tke "brave sons ©f HJsna ketFay 9 dI = 
F©f ev'Fy fcnd eye ke katk waken 9 d a tear in, 

drop from kis keaFt=w© minds skall weep © 9 er ker blade. 

By tke red el©nid tkat knng ©veF <C©n©F 9 s dark dwelling 9 " 
TTliem UladVtkFee ekampi©n§ lay sleeping im g©re = 

By Ike Tbillows ©£ war, wkiek s© often, kigk swelling, 
Have wafted tkese ker©es t© viet©Fy 9 s sk©re = 



jwear to Fevenge lkeiiii=n© j©y skall Id e tasted, 
Tke karp skall Ibe silent, tke niaiden nnwed, 
©hlf kails skal! Ibe muite and ©tot fields skall lie wasted, 
Till vengeance is wrealid ©n tke ninirderer's keado 

ITes, ni©nareki tk© 9 sweet are ©mf k©nie recollections , 
Tkongk sweet aFe tke teaFS tkat fF©ni tendeFness fall: 

Tk©ngk sweet aFe ©mf iBpiendskips, ©tdlf k©pes, ©mf affections 
IRevemge ©n a tyrant is sweetest ©f all I 





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the htt w U ibt ii$lvnTti 



Mh$t tke kee is to tike floweret 9 

Wkem Ike loots for komey=<ilew 9 
Tkromgk tke leaTes tkat elose emikower it , 

Tkat 9 miy l©Te 9 111 "be to youu 

Wkat tke kaiaik 9 with verdure glowing 9 

Is to waves tkat wamder iear 9 
Wkisperimg kisses, wkile tkeyVe going , 
kat I 9 11 ke to y©mL 9 my dear„ 

Bint tkey say 9 tke kee 9 s a rover 9 

Wko will fly 9 wkem sweets are gone % 

Aid, wkem ©nee tke kiss is ©ver 9 
Faitkless krooks will wander on 

Nay 9 if flowers wi/Jlose their looks 9 
If siny kamks mil wear awaT 9 

9 Tis kmt rigkt 9 tkat kees and krooks 

Skomld sip amd kiss tkemi 9 wkile tkey iaay 



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k$ t0 far fa(J» Jltpf ls»fo 






it from tlie land where lier yommg Mr© sleeps, 
Amtl lovers are rommd lier 9 sioMng I 
But Boldly she turns from their gaze 9 am d weeps 9 
JFof Iker heart in Ms grave is lying , 

Sine lings tin.® wild somg o>f her dear native plains 9 
Every mote wMelii lie l©v 9 d awaMmg 9 == 

AJa! little they -Hiiik wko leligM in her strains, 
How tike heart o>f the Minstrel is Tbrealkimg > 



Jie had liVd for his lwe 9 i©r Ms country he ilied 
Tuey were all tliat to life had entwin 9 1 Mm I 

i a11 the tears of Ms eoumtry be dried. 
r lomg will Ms love stay beMm d Mm . 




Dm a make her a ^rave where the siimlbeams res 
Wlkem they prraris© a glorious morrow % 

They 9 11 sMme © 9 er her sleep lilie a siMle from 
From Mr ©wn loved island of sorrow o 





Ne 9 er hath a lb© 
Been Host in the stream 
That bvcf was shed from thy f ram i - 
The spell 
The haliu of thy sighs ., 

ee, and hallow may bowl , 
Themfomey mot,, dearest, that wime earn steal 
1 blissfol dreani of the heau I cue , 

akem the pilgrim's zeal g 
Thd »rightem§ my love for thee,, 

f tell us that Love im his fairy Tbower 
H a d im o blbash =pose§ bi rth di vime ° 

He sprinkled the one with a rainbows shower. 
But batli'd the itlimgwimeo 

ji did the huds 
T h at in amk [ >f th e 11 o © ds 
Distitrd by the rainbow, deelime and fade. 
While those which I 
Of ruby had ly'd 
Ai ; - ' Limit© beamty, like thee., sweet maid! 
Them fancy not 9 dearest., that wine e 

[ me blissfol dreani of the heart from me 
Lite f©Mmts 9 that awaken the pilgrim's z 
The howl out hriAtens my love for thee 











ft? ntift bjpur mi fit 



-ot the uinliiour of night 9 when stars are weeping 9 1 fly 
1 s tike lone vale we lov 9 d 9 wlke:LLlii> mu.ut warmo In thine eyei 
And I thin k o>ft 9 if spirits cam steal fromm tike regions 

Tjf air.-, 
To revisit past scenes o>f delight, thou.' wilt coxae 
to me there 9 
An '1 tell me ®mr love is rememh er H 9 ©Ten in tike sky 



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T ken I sing tike wild song 'twas :xiee smeh pleasure to hear! 
Wken a>ur voices eonimiingling hreath i 9 like Dne 9 on the ea?° 
AmdL, as ]E elk o far off tjkroug'li the Tale iht sad oris wo 

rolls 9 
I tlkimkg o>h my love I tis thy voiee from 'Hie King- 
1« ma o>f § Q>nls 9 S9 
Faintly answe ring i motes that snce were so dear 



D.lfeclise, RJi . 





t y©mmg moon is hea>iiQiimg 9 love. 

The gl aw =w o) Tiii § la nip is gle a o ■ I n g , 1© ve s 

m ,,--■-- sweet to roye 

T hr o ui gk 3 i ©rma 9 s g r ©t e 9 * 
When tke i.r©wsy world is ilreamimg 9 -l©ve 2 
Then awake ; — tike keawms look bright 9 my le; 
*Tis moTor too late for ieligktp my iiear 9 - 

And the Id est of all Trays 

To lengthen our tlay§ 9 
Is to steal m few komrs from the night, my dear ! 



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S life Is all eke {juLe^d with pleasmres amd w©es 9 
Tkat chase ©me another like waves of tke deep,= 
Eaeh brightly ©r darkly., as ©mward it iQL©ws 9 

>:llei j 1iiiiE> ©hup eyes 9 as tkey sparkle ©r weep., 
S© cl©sely ©mr wMiris ©11 ©nr miseries tread, 

'hat tke lamgk is awak 9 d ere tke tear earn ke dried° 
AmL as fast as tke raim=dr©p of Pity is shed, 

Tke E>©©se=plTn:mage ©f Folly earn tuirm it aside 
But pledge me tke enp=iiF existence w©mild el©y 9 

^ith hearts ever kappy 9 amd keads ever wise g 
Be ©Mrs tke light Sorrow, half-sister t© Joy, 

Ami tke light 9 ©Alliamt Folly tkat flashes amd dies Q 

\ ken Hylas was semt witk kis iin t© tke fcuimtg 
Thro* fields foil of light, amd witk keart fall ©f play, 



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ILIght raiiilble'dtlie Ib(Dy 9 ©ver iiiead.©w and. iiaommt 9 

Anid neglected, his task for the flowers ©in the way„ 41 
Thus many, like me, wh© im youth should have tasted 

Tke fouimtalm tkat mims hy Pkil©s©pky 9 s slmime 9 
Their tune with the ifllowers ©m the margiii have wasted 

And. left their light uirms all as empty as inline „ 
IB mt pledge nne the G>©Met£==while Idleness weaTes 

These flowerets t©gether 9 shomld Wisd©iiii knit see 
One lb right drop ©f tw© that has falTim ©m the leaTe 

FroiDCL her fkiimtaiii drome g 9 tis smllieieiiit f©r Mie 



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II Seeker. 




Eriis We g 
Tro sport awlniie 9 
Lot© am& Valour T^.amnler^rl.-, 
itla Wit g the sprite 9 
Whose quiver bright 
A thousand arrows squander rl, 
Wlaere 9 er tlkey pass 9 
W A triple grass 42 

Slkoots iop 9 with dew=drops streamaimg , 
As softly green 
As emeralds seem 
Thro 9 purest crystal gleaming , 
the BmanDLFoelkg ike green, imiimiortal Shaioroeky/ 
Dlkosen leaf 
Q)f Bard ami (Chief 9 
Did Erin's native Shamrock! 



D.Madise, B..A.. 








Wit p e re © ive § 

Tike triple leases 9 
" Anil erie§ 9 ^O liu cl© mot sever 
'A type 9 tlaat Mentis 
' T hre e g© Alike frie n dLs 9 



L ©ve 9 Yal©mr 9 Wit 9 for ever V 







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Uttf if ©'Ikarik 



smiling Ibeiore me, 
Wliere lately 1 left her kekimd^ 
Ifet I trenilbled., and something knuag o'er me : 
Tkat saddened tke joy of my ziiimmL 

id for tlie lamp wkidfo, ske told me 9 
Skoinild skime, wken ker Pilgrim retmrnf d % 
But, tk©ugk darkness lbegan to infold me, 
No lamp fromi tke Tbattlements kurn d! 

I flew to ker ekaialbeP'== 9 twas l©nely, 
As if tke Iot d tenant lay dead|= 
i\k, would it were deatk, and deatk only I 
IB nt no, tke young false ©me kad flecL 
tkere kung tke lute tkat ©ould soften 
Tery worst pains int© Miss % 
WMle tke kand, tkat kad walk 9 d it so ©item, 
Now tkrolbl/d t© a pr©ud rival 9 s kiss a 




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Tine i j e w i ! ~ as biijQ 1 9 Ik Is est ©f it © m e m 9 

Wlaem -Breffiii's good sword would Inave sought 

Tliat in a 11., Hiqp© 9 a million of f©e]DQiem 9 
Wli© dar 9 d but to wrong tike© m though 

^ jfoile n [j m —- = r-li ilegemepate iHamgliLtei 
I E.Fim 9 la©w fffclFm is tiny fame ! 

And tlircd ages jj! j bondage amd slamgMer 9 
©itr comtiT slnall bleeder \L^ slnanae-o 



Already^ tine purse is mpom iiep 9 

An - ■ | ! - ! m r ■• vi S| 1 1 j - s profane % 

They i i r i iHvide 9 t© iisk©m©iiir 9 

ts 1 1 i By loi i g will re maim 
Burt ©mward !===ike ^reen lbaiamer rearing, 
&© 9 fleslhi every sword U tine Mlt| 

i is Yirtme and Erimu 
\ >m ,! : is tike Saxom and ^nilt ., 


















[ow maeelkly ske MessenLker kniiMMe l©t 9 
When tke §tramger 9 William^, kacl made ker Ms brid e 

Am<il©T<e was tke ligM ©f tkeir lowly e©t Q 
T©getker tkey toil 9 d tkuwigk wimds amd f>aim§ 9 

Till William, at lemgtk 9 im sadmess Raid, 
46 We moist seek ohm fortuijae 01 ©iker plains f 9 < 

Tkem 9 sigkMgc, p^ke left ker lowly |k em3 







Tliey roa]mi 9 d a lome; and a weary way, 

or mmiehwas the maidens heart at ease 
Wheia mow, at close of one stormy clay, 

Tliey see a proud eastle auaomg ike trees „ 
16 To=migM 9 99 said the youth, s we 9 H shelter there \ 

"The wimdM©^ - eold^ the hour is late f 9 
So he Mew the homa with a ehieftaim 9 s air. 

An 1 the Porter b i iw 9 1 1 , as they pass 9 i the gata 

"Now, welcome, ]L ad! <am\i the youth, — 

ss This e astle is thl me, a m i i th e 5 e lark w« »©d§ 

She helieVd Mm erased, but Ms words were truth 
[em is Lady of ffilosma Hall I 

And learly the Lord of M.osnia loyes 

"^ hat Wllliama the stranger woo 9 d and weds; 

And the light a>£ bliss, in these lordly proves, 
Shimes pure as it did in the lowly shedo 




2. Maxilise, P.. A, 




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Mh me ux&t ttfl« ®i ^iimmti 



5 the last rose of smmmier 
Left M©©mimg al©me ° 
All ker l©Tely companions 

Are faded and tjoie ° 
No flower of ker kindred 9 

© rose -fond Is mi gin.. 
To reflect kaek ker Mmskes 9 



Or £>Ito si£>k for sigk 

I'll mot leaTe tkee 9 tkom lome ©me I 

To pine ©m tke steia° 
Since tke 1©t©1j are sleeping, 

Go, sleep tkoui iritk tke mi 
Tims kindly I scatter 

Thy leaTe § o 9 er tke "bed, 
Wkere tky mates of tke garden 

Lie scentless and deado 



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MimstFel=]B©y t© tike war is geme 9 
Im tlie Faints of cLeatt y©th 9 11 find. Miqdl° 
Mis fat Ike p 9 s sw©FciLte lias girded ©iii 9 

cl Ms Tnld tarp *lhi:au' t eliiin 7 ] Linm , = 
Land of song; 99 said tte wappi©p=baFtl 9 
T Jko 9 mil tlit w©fI d "betrays tliee 9 
§w©fA 9 at lea§t 9 t]hy rigtts stall grnaF 
fai-tliiiil kmrp stall praise 4lh.ee l" 










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Tlie B^stpelfeUl— ^ntilicfociiiaji's ©kalis 

Comlrl mot Ibrimg Ms pWiad soul tader ° 
Tike Jkarp Ike l©Y 9 diie 9 ©F spoke again 9 



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fW lie tore its ejLords astnwJLsr § 
And §aid/ s N© daks skall sully tkee 9 

"TTkoTii somI of Hoy© amd "bravery X 
S6 Tky § i .mgs i* ere made for tke pure »md frej 
& S6 Tkev siaaMmcTcr sonuadim slavery* 9 ' 

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I b swe e 1 1 o tlhralk 9 tlaat 9 wJke r e 9 e r w e r OTe 9 

We are sure tc find some tiling Tblissftnl and dear 
And tlkait 9 when we 9 re far froma tike lips we lowe 9 

"W eVe knit to mate l©Te t© tike lips we are near J 1, 
Tike keartgliTke a tendril 9 aeemst©i8QL 9 d to elimg 9 ■ 

JLe.i" it grow wkere it will 9 cannot fflomri.sk alone 9 
Bii will lean t© tike nearest*, and loTeliest h ldng 9 

It can twine wi tin. itself!, and make closely its own 
Tlien k^wkat pleasiiire 9 wlie]i © 9 eF we tw« 9 

Tote sure to find § - Ikimgg still, that is i.ear 9 

- Im 1 [ ::; , wken far froni Ike lips we love, 

e 9 we hilt to mate love to tike lips we are near 



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~ ; Twere a sliame 9 wihiem flowers around ms rise 9 

T© make light of tike rest, if the rose isn't there s 
Ami the world's so rick im resplendent eyes 9 

9 Twere a pity to limit ome 9 s love to a pair,, 
Love's wing and the peacock's are nearly alike 9 

They are Tb©th ©f themi "bright 9 Tbmt they're changeable too, 
Amil 9 wherever anewheama ©f Ibeaiuty 'pan §trike 9 

It will tinctnre lL©ve 9 s pinnae with a olifferent line., 
Them ©h! what pl'easnj°e 9 where'er we r©ve 9 

T© ibe sire t© fimcl ? uu.ietMig 9 still 9 that is dear. 
And t© kmow 9 whem far from tlie lips we love 9 
^e "but t© make love to the lips we are 

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=Tbnit wIiemeTeF youi Treleoiae tike 1ioiilf 9 
Tlkat awaliems tike aiiglit=s©nig of niirtli im jomr "bower,, 
Tlkem tlklmk of tike friend win© ©iiee weleom'tl it to© 9 
And forgot Ms owfi gFiefs to "be liappy witia youi , 
His griefs inuay retnLrm, mot a tope imay remiaim 
©f tike few that liare "bFigMeiiiM Ms pathwaT of paiaa 9 
But lie me 9 er Trill forget tlie short Yisi©m 9 that threw 
i: i smehamtmiemt around hiiti 9 while limg 9 rimg with youi. 

Amtl still ©i that eTemimg 9 when pleasure fills iip 
To tike highest top sparkle eaelilieart amd eaeli emp 9 
Wliere 9 er hit path lies 9 lbe it gloomy of briglkt 9 
My §©nil 9 happy friends 9 shall Ibe with yom that might l 





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Skall joiim im your revels, yoiw sp©rts 9 aiMLyoinir wiles 9 
AmkretmriDi to me,heamimg -all © 9 ©r witkyomr smiles » 
To© blesl ,if $Jt tells me that, 9 mid itke gay ekeer 
Some Tkimcl voice ha&mnrminir'd, 66 ! wisk ke were here ! ' 



Lei Fate Id her worst, there are relies ©f j©y 9 
EMght dreams of the past 9 wkiekske eammot destroy ; 
Which comae m tine itigbft-time ©f sorrow aaad care, 
Amdhrimg Tbaelk Che features I bal j • y used to wear, 
I,,! | , | 1 1 1 i 1 1 my he art- with such memories' ffnlT 1 1 
Like the vase 9 im wkiek roses kave omcelbeem iist51Td-= 
Yon may kreak 9 y©m may skatter tlie Tase,if yom will. 
But the seemt of the roses will hamg rommd it stilL 





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U h WMW£% tke k©pe§> that m - 

If iky smiles kad left mie t©o ° 
1 9 d weep wkem fkiemds deeeiye nae 9 

If thorn wert 9 like tkemij, mmtrae 
IBwt wkile iVe tkee Before Bie,, 

"With keart s© varan amd eyes s© Tbri| 
M© el©nds earn limber © 9 er mac 9 

Tkat smille tonus tkema all t© light o 

9 Ti§ mot im fate t© karai me, 

Wkile fate leayes tky l©ye t© mac % 

9 Tis mot in joy to ekarum me, 
Unless j©y Ibe skared witk tkeeo 

One miimmite 9 s dreani about tkee 

ere wortk a long,, am endless year 

Of waMmg Miss without tkee P 
My ©Toa l©ye 9 may only dear I 



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And tli© 9 tike hope Ibe g©ne 9 l©ve 9 
Tliat long sparkled © 9 er our way, 

Oh!. we shallj©nrney ©n 9 l©ve 9 
More safe ly 9 with© mt its ray- 

Far Ibetter lights shall win me 

Along tlie path Pve yet t© roams — 
lie nalffldL tliat Tbnrns wit Mm iue 9 
And pure smiles fr©ni tliee at home 

Tlmis 9 when tlie lamp that lighted 

The traveller at first goes ont 9 
He feels awhile "benighted. 

And looks rouirl in fear and donlbt , 
3nit s©©n 9 tlie prospect eleajing 9 

By el<i 'in dless starlight o>n he treads* 
And thinks no lamp so cheering 

As that light which Heaven sheds 




D. IV&clise _R,A 






m v<j)%t Ibmiaper at parting =41 ' im 

Have circled tTfoe Tboard sii 

Tlie fullest, tine saddest rfamy 



ffiLeaaaiffl - ~; j.e er rm 9 b — § ^"eto 
Tire sweetm e i a blaat pleasure Jkatli in it 
S^*s[H? Is always s© si w t< comae forth* 

Tkat seldom, alas 9 till the mimmte 






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JBtqlH; TOnie,=niay ©mr life 9 s happy measure 
Be all of smell moments made np° 

They're "bom ©m the bosomi of Fie aspire.-, 
They die 'midst tlie tears of the ejap 



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As D>mward we j©"ra°mey p h©w pleasant 

To pause and inhabit awkile 
Those few suiiimy spots 9 like the present^ 

That mid the chill wilderness simile ! 
But Time, like a pitiless master, 

(Dries 66 ©mwapdP 9 amd spuirs tke gay hours 
Af never l©th Time travel faster 9 

Than whem Ms way lies auiiomg flowers » 
But e©me==may omr life' s happy measwe 

Be all of snieh moments made nip* 
Tliev'f e Ibom 01 tike bosom ©f Pleasure, 

They die midst the tears of the ©mp 



We saw h©w the sium looked in sinking, 

The waters beneatk him how b right % 
Am! now, let ©nr farewell ©f -drinking 

JResemble that farewell ©flight,, 
"Yom saw h©w he fimisk 9 d 9 by darting 

His keani © 9 er a deep billow's brim. 
So, fill up, let's shine at ©nr parting, 

In full liquid glory 9 like him Q 





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AimI ©111 may ©mm life's happy imeaswe 
Of laoiiDiemts like this Ibe made up 9 

9 Twas Tborm ©m the lb©s©m ©iF Pleasure 9 
It (dies 9 Miii<flL the tears ©f the emp., 



( ! jS|E<fip s©it©w thy y©MUig days shaded 9 

As el©nid§ © 9 er the momlmg" fleet 2 
T©© fast haTe th©se y©imnig days faded, 

That 9 eYem in s©rr©w 9 were sweet ? 

B)©es Tiuiie with his c©ld wing wither 

■ Eaeh feeling) that ©mee was dear?== 

Theii 9 ehild ©f misf©i°fcoie 9 e©iaie hither, 

FH weep with thee 9 tear f©r tear,, 





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Has love to that sbmlg so temder 9 
Been like ©it Lag© mi am miime/ 6 

^ ' h e i j e ^ i : > n i j I d r s of o ©1 d e m s p leu domr 
©vei the smrfaee shime«= 

Bmt 9 if ib pursuit we g© deeper 9 
AlIirM by tike g Leami that sh©me 9 

Alt ! lEalse as ike dream ©f the sleeper* 
Li] Be, the bright ore is gome, 



BIopiBg like the bird im the story/" 
Tli, 1 ci from tree to tree 

With the talis am 9 s ^itterimg glory= 
i been that bird t© thee? 
I > i j n ±1 eh after brameh ali gl r! io i g 9 
The gemm lid she still display 9 
An 1 ', ! nearest ulcD - i Lmvitimg 9 

Them waft the fair gem away ? 

If thins the young hoiirs have £leeted 9 

When sorrow itself looked bright » 
If thms the fair hope hath ©heated , 

That led thee alomg so light? 
If thms the cold world mow wither 

Eaeh feeling that ©mee was 
C ''Hie ehild of moisffoxtmhe, come hither 

111 weep with thee 9 tear for tear.. 









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Let fate frown ©m, .so we love and part mot % 
9 Tis life where ihom art, 'tis death where thou art 
Them conae © 9 ei° the sea, 
Maidem, with aiie, 
(Donne wherever the wild wind 
!>eas©ms miay roll. 
But the trme s©ml 
Bmrms tike sarnie, where 9 er it goes,, 

not the sea 

A U i :1'(- 1' -F ti.ir ll'Af'e, 

Land f©r c©mT , ts and chains 

Mere we are s. 

B^iut, ©m the waves, 
B©ve and L liberty's all ©Mr ©wm<> 
^© eye to watch, amd m© t©mgme t© w©Miid m 
AH earth forgot, amd all lieavem arommd ms= 

TlieM c©ime © 9 er tike sea, 

Maidem, with mie, 
Mime tlir© 9 smmshime, storm, amd sm©ws % 

§eas©ms miay roll, 

Bmt tike trMe s©m! 
Bmfms tike sarnie, wliere 9 er it g>©es» 



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WlLI|jnit first 1 met thee, "warm a'md y©imijg 9 

There sh©me smclk tnitli ah ©nit thee, 
And ©m thy lip sweh promise kiung, 

I did mot dare to d©mJb)t ttee o 
I saw ttee ehamge, yet still relied.-, 
Still clung with hope the fonder. 
And tkomght, th© 9 false t© all heside 9 
Fr©ni nil p. th©in. t ciiia;! not wander,, 
But g© 9 deeeiYerl g© 9 

The heart, whose hopes ©©mild make it 
Trust ©me s© false, s© low, 

Beserres that thou shomldst Break it „ 



em every temgiiie thy follies na~Hi 9 d, 
I fled the mHweleoMie st©ry | 

fomncL, in eVn the faults they Main d. 
Some gleams ©f fiatmre gl©ry 




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I still was i2 j Tie 9 when nearer lrien< L§ 

spire I to wrong* to sM gl tit I kee s 
TliP heart th i i tloy falsehood r* 
^onLHlienhave Meil to right thee 

| Q> 9 «= 

< 3ay , | leitaps, Qu >u i 

From pleasTiire 9 § ii 

The gri i nssaken 



Even m<ow 9 tlb ' na has slued , 

© lights of age adorn thee J , 
Tltae few 9 onee 9 have fiedl 9 

An <1 th Hatter seorn thee Q 

Thy midnight emp is pledged to slaveSg 

p -,i Lai ties enwreatL 
The - ' ■ i 1 1 8 . 

Ha b old hearts ibeneath it 

— g <v=th© 9 worlds were thine 9 
I woml'cL molt now smrrender 
One taintless tear ©£ niine 
For all thy guilty splendour ! 

And lays miay eonnie 9 'th©n false one; yet. 

When even those ties shall sever % 
When thou wilt eall 9 with Tain regret 9 
>nher thorn 9 st lost for ever° 



















(Da lier wli© 9 iioi tlky f ©irhiiiiie 9 s fall 9 

Witlh smiles Ikari still reeeiVl tlaee 9 
And gladly lied to prore tlkee all 
Her famey first Ibeliey 9 1 tlkee „ 
'K©==o°o= 9 tis yaiiii t© (eia.r§e 9 

9 Tis weakness t© uipTbrail tlkee % 
Mate e&mmot wist tlh.ee worse 

Tlian guilt ami shame liaye male tlkee 













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e tread the land that lb ©re ns 9 
Her greem flag glitters © 9 er ns. 
The friends we'ye tried 
Are hy ©nr side, 
md the foe we hate "before lis <> 

Farewell, IE rim 9 == farewell, all 9 
h© liye t© weep ©iir fall 1 




IRwte IT lie b«t in 

,-f time IVe lost im w©©img 
In watekipg amd puirsniimg 

The light 9 that lies 

Im w©Miam s' eyes 9 
Has Tbeen my heart's nim doing » 
Th© 9 Wisdom ©ft has sought me 9 
I seorm 9 d the lore she TbromLg'ht nae 9 

My ©mly lb©©ks 

Were woman 9 s looks 9 
Amd folly 9 s all tkeyVe taught me „ 




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Soma© Irops were imtka.it lb owl 9 

ReniaiMs of last might 9 § jfrleasiire, 
WMh wmiela. the Sparks of SomI 

ix* d tike If Ibumiimg treaswre » 
Hemee the goblet 9 >^ shower 
Hath siiieh spells to wra es° 
emee its mighty power 

© 9 er t'Jiat 11 n me ^ itljiim nu^ . 
Fill tlie bumper fair ! 
ETery clrop we sprimMe 
Vr tike I f (Care 

■ i 'tins away a wrmlxle 



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mot kiltie welcome (Hie fairy miiHiQtlbers 

! ifmniisie ifall on tike sleepers ear; 
Wlnem Inalf^awaMmg from fearfiil sliiiittlbejrg. 

He ilaimlks ike fell (pure of heaven is near,— 
TLfiji ©aine thai voice, wheik, all $©i°saliem 9 

Tliis heart long had sleeping lain, 
"^ra j thought its eoldl pulse would e^ cr waken 

Ti, §ueh]bemigm 9 Messed sounds B.ga 



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j&d tkoTHLgk Fortnne may seeni t© Jfoave tiini dfromitlie dwelling 
Of Mm then re garde st her faT©nrIng ray., 
Tli©n wilt find there a gift,-, all her treasures excelling; 
Which, proudly lie feels, hath ennobled Ms t, 

9 Tis that freed© mi ©f mind, wliieh n© vnlgar d©nainl©n 

in tnrn from, tlie path a pnre c©nseience appi°©Tes ° 
WMch, with h©pe in the lie art, and n© chain ©n the 
Holds upwards Its course t© the light wliich it Ioycs „ 

9 Tis tMs makes tlie pride ©f Ms Mimlble retreat, 

And 9 witli tMs ,th©ngh ©fall other treasures TbereaYed, 

Tlie "breeze ©f Ms garden to Mm is more 

Tlian tlie eostliest incense tliat Pomp e 9 er reeeiYeiL 

Then, e©m.e,=if a lb©ard s© nntenipting liatli power 
T© win tliee fi°oni grandenr, its "best shall "be tliine ° 

And there's ©ne,l©ng the light of the hard's happy Ib©wer 
Wli©^ sniiling will Mend her lb 




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History's Muise like in em ©rial was I Keeping 
Of all that ilk© (dark ham cl ©f EDestimy weate?, 
Beside her tike (G-eminis ©£ Erim §t©©d weeping., 
F©rhers was tike st©ry that Matted the leaTes 9 
Bunt ©Ik! lk©w the tear in her eyelids grew hrtghtc, 
Wheni, after wli©le pages ©£ sorrow amd shame 9 
She saw History write 9 
With a peine il of light 
That illniijii'tl the whole solium© 9 her We Him atom's m 



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nil, Star of my I I pint, .aU sparkling 

Witli Tbeamis, snacln as break fe© ml her om • He i kies== 

1 amd flan 
Ve watelk'il ■ ■ ! i i " me to arise 

"For, £k© 9 Heroes IVe mTnualber'd, iiimiblest was tkeir lol , 
l umliiall " sleep in Hit i r iFaxues— = 

5 mot 
1 1 i : i i i Mot 
"(Dm -Mm bom's name 

*"Yet still ike lasl ei i '"niaimim^., 

"Tib ' kasl pet lmowm$ 

I Lier nations romeJLiiaMM i Lg 9 
"Far pr> lc deep worni i - wHo 

46 At tlie i >e weal tkomi t&asl I d>cI 

r© 9 plea! tie la ml thai 6irs1 eradlletd! bj i y tame , 

"Of laer tears BauHmerlblood., . 

Let the rainbow of Hope "be ner "Wellim^toja's name I 9 








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' ! 1 p gome, and for eyer, tke liglit we saw "breaking, 

Like Heaven's first fflacwn © 9 er tike sleep ©f tke dead 
Wkem Man, from tke slumber ©f ages awaking, 

3L©©k 9 d upward^, an d Mess 5 d tke pure ray, ere it fflecL 
3 Tis g©ne, and tke gleams it has left of its knrning 
But leepen tke long might ©f k©ntiLage and mourning', 
Tkat dark o'er the kingdoms ©f eartkis returning, 

And darkest of all, kapless Erin, o'er thee „ 



For high was tkyk©pe, wlken those glories were lartnmg 
\ Around thee 9 thro 9 all tke gross cloud? D>fthew©rld 9 
Wkem 1 Trutk, from ker fetters indignantly starting. 
At ©nee, like a Sum=knrst, ker kanner unfurl' d* 9 




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Tlk© 9 tlie lierdlkaYe fled fr©iM tlie e 9 thy h© tool© is still Jhier 
.Here still is tlie s mile 9 that m© f*l©md ^msi ©Vreastg / 
Amid a lie art and m hand all thy ®wm t© flue last. 



01k! what was 1©t© made f©r 9 if tis ii©t tlie Sana© 
Thr© 7 j©y and tkr© 9 t©rmieinLt 9 thr© 9 gloyy and slfoaumpfj 

1 km©w m©t 9 I ask m©t 9 if guilt's in tin at lie art, 
I -lb lit km©w that I 1©t© iht-e, whatever tli©ii art,. 




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-r i-nlTcL me tby Angel in moments of :bl 
Andtky Amgel 111 be, 'mi&tbe borrors of thi&g— 
TIif© 9 tbe farmaee, imsbriiiMiLg, tby steps "ho pursue 9 
And shield tkee, mnd save tlaee.,= or perish there to© I 



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$W 1" iVC t a ■ I flie lipid where tbey perisli'YI, 
The truest, llu- . the brave, 

All g one = an d tli p b rn gbt h | - rt sh'cl 

Gome with tbeia, and joiemeh'ri! in their grave! 

Oh! B©mld we from deatbbn ver 

Tho> e hearts as tbey bonn i ie 1 1 b efc >re , 

In the face d bigb heaVi) fa llight over 
That eombat for ffre<i nee more 2= 



Comlidtbe cdiain for an Imstamt be riven 
^1 MpL Tyranny Unng r< nnd us them 

Mo, tis mot im Mam 9 nor in Heaven.-, 
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But 9 tis past=and, tlko 9 'Mazom* d in st©ry 
The name of ©nr Victor niay be 9 

AeenLrst is fiie march of that glory 

Which, treads ©*er the hearts of the free 

Far dearer tike grave of the prison., 
Dimmed by ©me patriot name. 

Than tike trophies of all^wlko have risen 
On L liberty's rains to fame , 



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I ill) gemtle Marp 9 oiee more I -waken 

The sweetness ©f thy shimlbering strain £ 
In tears ©nr last farewell was taken, 

Anil now in tears we meet again „ 
No light ©f j©y hath o'er thee "broken., 

But, like tliose Harps wk©se heav 9 nly skill 
Of slavery, dark as thine, hath spoken, 

Tlkon hancfst np©n the willows still., 






Ami yet 9 simee last iky chord resounded. 

Am howr ©£ peace amdtiiminpk eamie 
AxinLmamy aim arlemt hosomi hommded 

With hopes=that mow are tmrarcL to § 
Yet evem 1fhm 9 while Peace was simgimg 

Her halcyon somg © 9 er lamd amd sea 9 
Th© 9 joy an ' others hrimgimg 9 

She only In bw tears to theeo 



Theiigwh© earn aslk for Knotes i »f pleasure 9 
My cbroopimg Harper© m shards like thine? 

Alas 9 the lai ismre 

Asillirould suit the swam 9 s decline! 

© r h [ m shall 1 9 wh© I© ye 9 ^ 1 1 1 I ' 1 ess thee 9 
ImToke thy hre aith for Fre e 3 1 n , f § strains 9 

When ey'm the wreath* in whi eh I jr ess 11 1 l<b b 9 r$ 
Are sadly naix 9 d— =half llow¥s,hal£ chains? 




Bmt eome=if yet thy frame cam borrow 

©me hreath of joy, ©h,lbreathe f« »r ame .. 
And show the w« rld,in ehaims and sorrow, 

How sweet thy music still cam be° 
How gaily, eym mid glod ! suir©undimg 9 

Thou yet eamst wake at pleasure 9 ^ thrill = 
L ifee Me: !s b>r 1 1 k em image § o»umdim g , 

MM lesolati om tea Bful still I 






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Wh.e (i^y 'Hamcl the ib©wl 9 ©f vamisk'd years 

s i I I • i 0! [,— = 

With smile s tha I tat as well "be tears., 

lf be an j i 
He u j eniVy bri ag§ < i - 1 1 a i k again 
Eaek early tie that twi a 1 1 1 1 

b pft that circles then 
To tin ose b 9 v« 

lci el I ' 1 1 1 § , w<£ meet 
>r Tale enKPili.' uting, i 

liow'ry, wild, and sweet. 
Am 1 1 I ait l©ve is wanting % 

We thin! .neat kad lbeem ©w bliss, 

, i l bm i assign 9 $ ns 
1 1 1 i .i c enes lite this , 
Wi I Le we've left "behind id - 

iraVHers ©ft look ibaek at eve., 
Wliem eastwaFcl darkly go in 
To gaze upon that light tke y leave 
Still faint Ibelbind them glowing 9 == 
, rken the close of plea sure's day 
T© gloom hath tear consign d in - , 
We twn to catch ©me Hading Fay 
©T that's left kehimcl ns 





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qJJJDS tike niormimg ©f M£fe 9 wliem Its eaFes are mm]km©wm 9 

Ami. its pleasures im all tike If mew lustre "begin, 
W^hem we live im a IbrIgJlit=lbeamiImg w©f1dL ©f ©tulf owe, 

Amd tke liglit that smrF©iiim:dLs uis Is all fi°©na witklm 5 
Ot °ti§ mot.-, IbelleTe iae 9 Im tliat kappy time 

We eaml©ve 9 as Im k©miFs ©f less tramsp©Ft we iaay^= 
CDf ©hif smiles, ©f ©tlilf ]k©pes 9 9 tis tke gay smmmy prime , 

But fflffeetiom is truest wkem tkese fade away „ 



Wkem we see tke Hirst gl©ry ©f y©mlk pass ms lby 9 

ILIke a leaf ©m tike stream tlkat will never retiiirm 9 
Wlkem ©mf eiiip 9 wkiekkad sparkled witk pleasniFe so MgB 

First tastes ©f tke ^tMe^ike daFk=fl©wimg iri° 
Tkem, tkem is tke time wkem afleetl©m holds sway 

With a depth and a temdeFmess j©y meye? kmew ° 
]L©ve 9 miiFsed ami©mg pleasures, is faithless as tkey 9 

But the l©Te k©Fm ©f S©ff©w 9 like i§>©rr©w 9 Is truie <> 




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i- ■ Id in tike eartlklies tlie fHendtTkonkast Iotp 
IB e la- faialt i ^ ow l his follies forgot Iby tkee tkeni \wJ0S - ■" 

0r g if from their sluLUiiilber tine Teii "be reniow i i 9 " j $yf J| lidl 

o a> 9 er tme-m in .silenee 9 and elose it again . 

f^ncl ok! if lis pain to 3°e member how far 
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jFrom Ikee amd thy immoeemt lb canity first eanie 

Tike revealimgs, that taiigkt kini true l©Ye t© ad<t i i 

feel tke bright presence, and turn Mm •with skamie 
Ff d m fh e i dels lie Mindly had knelt t© "before <> 

if the waves of a Bfe 9 l©mg benighted and wild, 
Tli ©ui i ■ ft golden ©alin o'er tke sea° 

aFely amid glowingly smiled 
tds ev'ming b : light was from thee o 






5j|) And } of past folly might rise, ^pl 

And the ' l i raid allmre Mini t© stray ? 

0& He but tram 9 d to tike glory tliat dwelt in these eyes, 
Amd tke folly, the felselkoodj soon Taimisk 9 d away,, 
i \ - tke Priests of tke Smn 5) Yrken tkeir altar gFew dim., 

At tke day-lbeam alone eomld its kiistre repair, 
So, if virtue a m©memt grew languid in kim, 

Me knit flew to ' ale and rekindled it tke re „ 



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j[ e g !©.= ©] ne'er Ibelieve theiDL = 
Ti-h, timgray 9 with tempting .ray, 

^j] ie - . ■ -' ther wayo 

But fill the imp === where 9 er 9 h 

IlF ehoiee may fall* our choice may fa 
Te 9 re sure to find Love there 9 b 

Ipink them all X s d Irini them all I 



In §©nie 9 as in a mirror, 

s eenis p qn*rtray 9 d 9 L©Te seems pourtrayM, 
But shum the fla ■ ror 9 

= ■ - r his shade, 'tis hut his shade 
Himself has fexd his Swelling 

la e y § w 9 in eyes we know,. 

And Eps=hmt this is telling =*■ 

^ here th« f g ! § ^ere they go ■ 
Fill tit..., Ml mp=where 9 ier 9 I 

Our choice may fall, ur choice may fall 
We 9 re sure to find Love there 9 hoy 9 
So drink them all I so Mnk them all ! 




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With flowers ©f §< 
Tike lbrigliie st Wit cai fan 1 1§ ° 

We 9 11 take a flight 
T©w 9 rils lieaTeii to -might 9 

A m-il leave dull earth Tbehimd ms,, 
Binomial lL©ve aimicl 
The "wreaths Ibe hid 9 

That j©y 9 th 9 emehamtei & 9 lb rings is 
N© danger £ear 9 
While wane is a:iear 9 
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TJkem.-, wFeatk tlie lb owl 
li flowers of souL, 
Tke Brightest Wit earn find uls § 
1VM take a fligM 
Tow Feds keaYeii to-migl.it. 
Aid leave dull eartli IbeMmol us 

1 s meetar led 
F oli i aiidg 
eir Jiam©s 9 J©ves 9 Apollos* 
And mam may lb Few 
is meetar to©, 
Tlie ri cell receipt's as follows i 
Take wine like tlais, 
Let looks of Miss 
AronLMd it well Ibe Iblemded, 
Tliem bring Wit's lb earn 
To warm the stream. 
And tlie re's toulf nectar, sple 
So wFeatk tlie lb owl 
^itli flowers of soiil, 
Tlie Brightest Wit earn find is % 
We'll take a fligM 
Tow'riLs keaveii t©-migM 9 
And leave dull eartli Ibekim-d ms 








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Q>VU may rail at this life— from the homr I he gam it; 

I fommdL it a life full ©f kimdmess am d Miss % 
Amd 9 mmtil they cam sh©w me s©mae happier p hornet „ 
i ore social amcl lbright 9 Fll c©mtemt me' with this ,, 
As long ats the world has sra.eh.lips amd such eyes 9 

As before mie tikis moment emraptuired I see 9 
They may say what tkey will of their ©ribs im the skies 

Burt tkis earth is the planet for y©ni 9 love 9 am (I me., 



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Im I^Ieremry 9 s star 9 where each mi©miemt cam 

New smmskime amd wit fr©m the f©mmitaim 
Th© 9 the nymphs may have livelier p©ets t« 

They'Ve m©me 9 evem there 9 ma ©re emama©mT 9 'il tham I 
AmdL 9 as l©mg as this harp earn he wakeifd t© love 9 

Amd that eye its divime imspirati©m shall 
They may talk as they will ©f their Edems 

Burt this earth is the plamet for y©m 9 love 



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At twiliglit §© ofiem weV 31 tluc uiglm tike iew, 

There are maidens . ^ nag as tender = 

.md It :.;-. im their twi _:.;.. . . r ely as yonio 





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^* -^ ^sk tke komr— wlmtt Is it to is 
©w Time deals out Ms treasures ? 

lie golden nioiiieuife lent his tMis, 

Are not his coim, lb nit Pleasure" s , 

J ©©TumtiMg tliemii © 9 ei° ©©mid add t© tlieir Misses «, ^ 

I 9 d mioiilbei eaek g>l©ri©ws see©mdo 
IB nit mioBiemts ©£ j©y are 9 like LesMa's kisses, 
T©© quick and sweet t© Ibe a°e<e]k©m 9 clL 
Tliem fill tike eiip— =wlliat is it t© nis 

H©w time Ms eirele measures? 
Tlie fairy li©nirs we ©all up tlras, 
m© wamd Ibnit Pleasured . 

lf©niinLg <J©y ne'er tk©iii ! g]kt ©f ©©mntiiDig li©nu°s 

Tiii vUare, ©me s maimer's nDioramg 
Set nip.-, amaomg Ms smillmg flowers , 
dial, .Iby way ©f warning 9 





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B mi J d>t 1 Q>^ b 1 b stt er to o'a;z e on the sun , 



As Ion g as its light was glowi] 

Than to wat sh .with old Care how the shad©' 
Anrl how fast that light was going 
—what is it to as 

O dw Time his eirele measures ? 
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If tlWlJ hi mtm. 

thotflt lire mime 9 the treasn^ - i f :i 

< >± !',::■: .! , ;'■ < -i'.-i , ■ M.LI J/i i- ;i"i iji ■' m- i ; 

Whatever im Fa i < j ' r ' - e j i ■ I : 1 1 ir , 

Or im Hope's sweet music sounds most sweet 9 
Shall be omps— i£ thou rill be mime 9 h vel 

Bright flowers shall bio ©m wherever we rove 9 

A voiee ctivime shall talk in ea® i stream. | 
The stars slmll look like worlids o>f love 9 

And this earth be all ©me beautiful dream 
in ©unr eyes = ii J thorn wilt be iaime 9 iove! 

Amd thoiHLghts 9 whose somree is hiddem aimd high 9 
Like streams 9 that e©me from heaven -ward hills 9 

Shall keep our hearts 9 like mea is 9 that lie 
T© he bathed by th©se eternal rills 9 

Ever green 9 if thorn wilt be mke 9 l©ve I 

All this amd m©re the Spirit of 3L©ve 

Cam breathe © 9 er themt 9 who feel his spells % 

That heavem 9 whieh forms his home a!b©ve 9 
Me earn make ©m eairth 9 wherever he 'dwells 9 

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X 1 see those smiling eye 
So foil ©if hope, and joy, and light, 
§ if no eloiiil eoiuild eyer rise. 
To dim a heaven so purely lb light == 

,i to think tow soon that 
In grief may lose its every ray.-, 
Ami! that light heart.-, so joyoaas mow 9 
Almost forget it ©nee was gay,, 



For time will come with all its Mights, 
The ruined hope, the friend aankind. 

Amid love, that leaves, where" er it lights , 
ehihPd or hmrning heart lbehind'o = 
hale yoaith, that mow lake saiow appears 
Ere sullied by the darkening rain. 

When ©aaee 9 tis tonLch'd "by s©ar©w 9 s tears 
(Can never shine so "bright again o 




Hi for tlie Kimgs wli© flonirisIk'tiL ttem ! 

Oli for tlie pomp tliat erowm'dtlaenii.-, 
Winem hearts ami liamdLs ©f freeTbonn iinem 

Were all tlie ramparts romiid tlkeiQ 
Wliem safe Ibiiilt ©nlbosoiiiis trme 9 

Tiie tlhiroirne was "but tlie centre 9 
MomiicL wMcii lL©ve a circle drew, 

Tliat Treason durst mot enter 
Oik for tlie 3Kimg§ irli© jHL(DTDDT > isJk c 'dL tikem ! 

Ok for tlie"p©iiip ttat er©wii ) dtlie:ii:u 
Wliem lie arts and hands ©f freelbonnL men 

Were all tlie ramparts round tikezm ! 





















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■o sad 4 a©m 9 ,if©l i r u &Miiag~ 9 M 

■■ id i - fT r 9 th ie«rt — — 

If iraiMmg leep g l©®p 9 >fthe sa33ie S6 cn|D off treincMiiag 99 
■ I I i ! ■ in r parent th m wrto 

Like thee i th c 1 , p 9 d und 

Ai i i i ffkl ue r ke 1 1 ! L 1 3 tike omee r©yai cfowb ; 

Im lier streets* in her halls, D es oiati©3i Ikr- 1 \ edl 9 

A. i le rr is da-v -vet, her sum h&tJk g©me A<wnio w * 4 

; -" ; : ; ' thine lotkher exile, 'mid ireaBis of retnrningg 
Die ikr from "Lit- honae it were life t© hjeholdg 

LI3b ■■■ id i her sons, in the 3ay ©f their. nM3>m™ng, 
Remember ike bright things thai bless 9 d-theim of oliL 




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All., well may we call ker 9 like tkee 6o tlie Forsaken 9 " 5S 
Her "boldest are vamqiiisk 9 d 9 ker proudest are slaves; 

And tke karps of lier niimstrels 9 wken gayest tikey wakem 9 
Have tomes mid tlieir mirtk like tke wind over graces I 

lTet kadst tkom tky vemgeanee=yet eamie tkere tlie maoirow,, 
Tkat skimes ©m.t 9 at last, on tlie lounge st dark nigkt 9 

Wkemtke sceptre, tkat smote tkee witk slavery and sorrow", 
Was skiver 9 d at ©mee 9 like a reed 9 in tky sigkt 

Wken tkat emp 9 wMekffor ©tkers tke proud Golden (City ' 6 
Mad krimm 9 d fnll of kittermess 9 drenek 9 dker ©wmlips ° 

: A a < L tke world ske kad trample d ©n keard witkomt pity 9 
Tkekowlin ker kails., aimdtke cry "!tr©miker skips o 






W ken tke emrse Meavem keeps for tke kamgkty eanie ©ver 
Mer nierekamts rapaei©Ms ;; ker rulers unynist,, 

And 9 a riain 9 at last, for tke eartkw©riiDi t© e©ver/ 7 
Tke Lady ©f Kingdoms lay low in tke dmsto 8 



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*y^%Vw& of tikis enp°=yonll findtnere's si spell im 

Its (ETery djpop 'gainst tike ills of mortality % 
Talk ©f the cordial that sparkled for Helen I 

Her enp was a fiction, Ibmt tMs is reality „ 
Would yon forget tike dart world we are in, 

Juist taste of tike "bnlblble tlkat gleams ©n tike top of it ° 

But w©mild yon rise ab©Te eartlk 9 till akin 

T© Immortals themselves, yoni moist drain every drop ©fit° $'£ 

W 
Send r©nnd the enp=f©r ©h there's a spell in 

Its every drop 'gainst tike ills of mortality % 

Talk ©f tike e©rdial that sparMedfor Helen! 

Her enip was a fiction, Ibnit tikis is reality „ 

Wever was philter form' d with smeh p©wer 

T© charm and lb e wilder as tikis we are qmaffingg 

Its magi© "began when, in Antmrnn's rich hour, 
A harvest of gold in tike fields it stood langhing 





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There havings, Iby Naihn u e 9 s m •■ m .TbeemfilFd. 

With the balm and the Ho torn of her kii idlies ea1 hiei\ 
TTbls womderftal juice fromo Its core was fflistill'dL 

To enliven snchliearts as are herfe Tbronght togetheFc 
Then ihrhzk of the eiip=y©m 9 lA I ere's a gpeH in 

Its ever"? - ULrop 'gainst the Els of mortality °, 
he B'prdioJL that sparkled for Helen! 

Her cmp was a fiption 9 lbmt this is reality » 

And tU 1 1 audi.; perhaps =lMit breathe it to n© ©ne = 

Like liipior the wit eh "brews at niMnight s© awfhl 9 
This philter in secret was first taught to flow ©n 9 

Yet 'tis nt less potent ff« >r bein | m oiawfnl - 
And, eVn though it taste off tl i e n oke >f that flame, 

WMeh in silence extracted its virtme forbidden == 
Fill np= there 9 s a foe in some hearts I conld name, 

WMeh may work too ills ekaFm 9 t]k©ngh as lawless and 
hidden 
S o drink ©f the enip = for oh there 9 § a spa 11 i i 

Its eTery ctrop ; gainst the Ills o-f mortality ^ 
Talk of the eor-tlial that sparkled for Helen! 

Her rap was a fiction, "hut this is reality 















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the w©rld 9 let m© ©me ibe migh 9 

y the stars shonld dee ©It© ine % 
Suiem seerets Tbetweem yom amdiwLe ami the sir 
SJiOTiild meTer g© farther., "believe mie 

If at that h©Mr the heav 9 ms Tbe mot dimi 9 
My seiemee shall call nip "before yom 
A miale apparitiom 9 =the linage ©f him 
i©se destiny 'tis t© adore yom „ 



if to that phamtomi y©ni 9 H he Mmd 9 
S© f©mdly ar©uimd yom he 9 U h©ver 9 
If ©ni 11 hardly 9 may dear 9 amy difference fim 
9 Twixt Mum amd a true living Iotcf,, 



Down at y©mr feet 9 im the pale ma©omlight 9 
He 9 ll kmeel 9 with a warmth of devoti©m= 

Am ardour, ©f whieh snieh am immoeemt sprite 
Yoni'd seareely helieve had a motion o 

What other thoughts amd events miay arise 9 
As im destimy 9 § h©©k IVe mot seem themi 9 

Mmst only ibe left to the stars amd yonr eye? 
T© settle 9 ere mi©rmimg 9 Tbetweem the mi <> 




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Wu b aa Liquet mot in t .Ij ose iJm him g bo m ers 9 
WTh. < ! tin f e § - art § 9 but e i >me t© me 2 

i 1 1'(| flowers 9 
M 01 i p 5<i >w i >w 9 for age 9 and tliee a 

1 e our feast ©£ tears < 
And mamy a pup in i e pours 

guests 9 tike sliades of former ^ears 9 
p toasts, to lips- that bloom mo nore . 

TFTkere, while th« tie's withe riug boughs 

Their lifeless leaves around us §hed 9 
i'"'il brim tike bowl to broheia vows, 
To fi | lost 9 the ehamged, the dead 

■0 r 9 whil i me b li ght e d 1 go nir e I w si v e § 
lis bran ehes o'er the ireary spot, 

We 9 ll chink f© those megjeeted graves, 
^Tiere val©iDir sleeps,nnnauied 9 iorgot 1 




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W>ty£ dawning ©f mora, tke tiLayligkt 9 s sinkings 
Tke might's long komrs still find mie tkinkin 

Of tkee., tkee 9 ©mly tkee 
Wkem friends are iaet 9 and goklets crown 9 d 9 
And smiles are near., tkat ©nee enekanted 9 
Unreaek 9 dky all tkat smnskine pouid, 

My s©ml 9 like some dark sp©t 9 is kamnted 
Bt tkee., tkee 9 ©nly tkee u 

Wkatever in fame's kigk patk 9 eomld waken 
5^> My spirit ©nee 9 is n©w forsaken 

For tkee 9 tkee 9 only tkee,, 
IL ike slkoreSglby wkiek some keadlong kark 

To tk 9 oceam knrries 9 resting never 9 
Life's seenes go "by me 9 krigkt ©r dark 9 
1 know n©t 9 keed not 9 kastening ever 
To tkee tkee.-, ©nly tkee a 






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Innis£allen 9 fare tkee we 
May ealna and suinskine long "be tkine ! 
©w fair tk©m art let ©tkers tell 9 = 
Yotjeel k©w fair skall long Ibe mine » 



Sweet Innis£allen 9 l©ng skall dwell 
In memory's dream tkat snnny smile 

WTnielh © 9 er tkee ©n tkat eTenin^ 
Wken first I saw tky fairy isle ? 



9 Twas ligiktg indeed^, to© ©lest l©r oie, 
Wli© kad t© tra.miL t© patks ©f eare = 

Tkr©nigk ©r©wde d kaiints again t© rran 9 
AndleaTe tkee "brigkt and silent tkere % 

© m©re uint© tky sk©res t© e©nie 9 
Buit 9 ©n tke w©rld 9 s rnde ©eean t©st 9 
Breani ©f tkee s©naetinies 9 as a k©nae 
Of snnskime ke kad seen andl©st Q 



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Tar "better im tliy weeping h©KLrs 
T© pan!" fr©:m tliee 9 as I cL© m©w 9 
lien mist is uD 9 er tb ding lb©werg.< 

Lite §©inp©w 9 s veil ©m beauty's ibi j ©Wo 

For,lBhiii I arivalTd] still flh.3 gra©e 9 
Thou 'it st Lot look, as £lfoem 9 /^# Mest 9 

Bull "']■; - 1 i .->'-.< /lace 

■iere en-i ii©pe t© rest = 



' ' i fiiee 
A gl©©3m like Edem 9 s 9 ©m tike (flay 
liem every tree. 
Like tMme 9 Huang weepimg © 9 er Ms way 

Lg ,l©vely isle! 

And all tike 1 ©Teller f©r ikj tears = 
For tin© 9 but rare tiky snmmy smile 9 

9 Tis heaV : glamee wmem it appears 



Like feeling lie arts, whose joys are few 
BTQLtjwlkem imMe-BdH tjkey e©ine 9 divine = 

Tlit- brigW est light tike sunn e 9 er ttrew 
Is lifeless to Q>me gleaiii ©f tMme ! 




















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Wlken niorning 9 s lb earn a§ glaume i 
D'st files arrf: 
Witt lielni and iblade 9 
And pliinies 9 in tlie gay wind dancing 

Yet 9 9 ti§ not lielni or featlier = 
For aslfc Y©n lespot 9 Trlietlier 
His plume & lb a . 

I Tbiimg smek hsm 

irts as ©hits togetliei\, 
Lea Ye pomps to tliose wli© meed eiM = 
GiYe mam Ibmt lieart anil free do wi 9 
And prond lie Ibraves 
Tlie gaudiest slaves 
it crawl - monarcHis lead V 

TIle " pierce tlie lbeaYer 9 

$ Stone wa_ -iay sever 9 

" ; Ti^ mimd alone 9 

steel and §tc id 
That keeps niem free for eTer .. 
'. k tkat si glit entrancing, 

?ning 9 s Ibeam is glai 
O'er files arra^ 
With lielna and Marie , 
And in Tre £d©na 9 s e anise advancing 2 



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©Wte ©me ©ftk©se dreamns, tkat Tby iiiiasie are kr©uigkt 9 
Like akrigkt suniiiiiiieT' kase 9 © 9 er tke p©et 9 s warnm. tk©iigkt= 
Wliem 9 l©st im tke fotTn°e 9 Ms s©tr1 wanders ©m 9 
And all ©f tkis life 9 knit its sweetmess 9 is gome 

Tke wild motes ke keard © 9 ei° tke water were tk©se 
Me kad tanigkt t© simg Ei°im 9 s darkk©mdage amdw©es 9 
And tke kreatk ©f tke kuigle m©w wafted tke mi © 9 er 
Fro ma IDimis 9 greem isle Q t© (Ulema 9 s wooded §kore 



Me Mstem 9 d=wMle 9 ,Mgk © 9 er tke eagle 9 s rmde mest 9 
Tke limgemimg s©nimds ©m tkeir way l©ved t© rest ° 
And tke eek©es siimg kaek fr©mi tkeir foil mi©mmtaim q 
As if l©tk t© let s©mg s© emekamtimg expire o 



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It seemi 9 d as if eT 9 ry street m©te 9 tkat diedkere 9 
Was agaim Tbromgkt to life im somie airier spkere 9 
B©miie keaVm im tk©se kills 9 wkere tke so ml ©f tke straimi 
Tkat kad ©eased mp©m eartk was awakiiig agaim t 



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: : ^_- r . :v ^^ai i iic 9 *iiD*e breath- 

Seema'di© eirel© Ms mam® with a dbumm agamst death, 

Id feel n prenii Spirit witMm Mm pr©elaim 9 
"£ TCT go gkalU th« 52 Ht© in the eehees ©flame; 





'E^em §© 9 th© 9 thy memiery §k©HLlLdm©w clie away 
S9 Twillhe Barngki up sagaim. im seme happier iay 9 
i amdUhe veiees ©f Erin pr©l©mg 9 
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Islets , s Bpeskly &ir 9 

Tli !: bird eoum© nigk tkeni 9 

b 1 br© 9 air 
e katk keen woi dowi by tkeni 5 = 6 * 

ids ' l[ '' < i ' 1 

bose Mi^i 1 ai Ltimg 9 

Never Aid L< 

lUeaT m 9 witkowt aligk.1 i a 

i.iere tine pearl lies kiii 9 0S 
Ail- ea LePd tke genu is sleeping, 

l« teai tky lid 
Lets fall i n lonely weepiiuiL 1 , 
[en ;' -yy-kere ©eean comes., 
To 9 seape tke wild wind 9 s raneoMFc, 

, ■ 1 ' i 1 1 n 5 1 koine s 
Wkere Freedom 9 s fleet earn anekor<, 

Tken 9 if, wnile seenes so gram 1. 1 , 
So beanLtiftilsSkime before tkee 9 

Pride for tky own dear land 

Skonld kaply Tbe stealing © 9 er tkee 9 

( >k 9 let grief eome first 9 

O 9 er pride itself vietorioms = 

T-kinking kow man katk enrst 

¥kat Heaven kad made so glorious 




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^llt$ d©tlk n©t a meeting 

For all tike long years IVe Tbeen wamd 9 rimg away= 
T© see thins aF©nintl nie may yop.tik 9 s early friends 9 

As smiling and kind as in tlkat Ihappy day? 
Tlkonrglk lkaply© 9 er s©ni© ©f your lbr©ws 9 as © 9 er Miine 9 

Tike sn©w=fall ©f tinie mi ay Id© stealing =wliat tlken? 
Lilie Alps in tike smnset 9 thus lighted Tby Trine 9 

We 9 ll wear tie gay tinge of y©uitlk 9 s roses again o s 



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Wlkat § often 9 cl renienilb ranees e©me © 9 er tJkeneart 9 f 
In gazing ©n tlkose weVe "been lost to so long I ^ 
J Tike §©3rr©ws 9 t]k© j©ys 9 ©f wMek ©nee tney were part 9 
Still r©nntl tJkeni 9 like yisi©ns ©f yesterday 9 tlkr©ng 
•As letters s©me laand laatla inyisiMy traeecl 9 

Wlien Ikeldto tike flame will steal out ©ntlie sight-, 
§>© many a feeling 9 tlkat l©ng seenAcl efface d 9 

Ike warmtlk ©f a m©ment like tMs lb rings t© liglit 
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A Aifi tkns 9 as im Miemwiry's "bark we sluaffl glide 9 

To visit tlb® seemes of ©ir b« v i tood aew, 
Tin.© 9 odPt " e may §ee 9 l© ( king lew . the tide 9 

Tine wre« ! F foil many a h©pe shoaimg thromghs 
"Yet still,, as in Ifamey we p©rait t© tike fl©weFS 9 

That once imad« i | ufA id i E nil Hie gay §h©Te 9 

re*U tMmk.tlb.eBii still ©ra°s 9 

i \ i d "breathe tlie fir< I life 9 s m i fraing omee mioii 

l- lief oir existemee 9 a |lii psd at ilie iM©st 9 
Is ail we e&ii have oftlw Bw •' hold 'lear 3 , 

va i y is Miaheedt I ist 9 

F©3i - i Ld eek© it 9 aea r 

Ali 9 well iMirr' : ; is short life is g©me 9 

ore perniiaamemit I 
ile 9 -i- f blue hamd^hast'mimg om 9 

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Bwt 9 r-oiiie 9 the more rare smeh delights to tike ieartj 
The more we sk©ml©i welcome and Mess the 

They're ©iifs 9 "■ iie.i: ~~ e 1 1 e ft .,-=tkey are lost when w 
Like Ibirds that brimg Muaamer^ and fly wkeini 9 tis © 



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- Tims circling tike (cuup 9 laaiicliin lianT, ere w<e drim]k s 

Let Symp atliy pledge tuls 9 tlir© 9 pleasure 9 tln°© 9 paim, 
Tliat 9 fast as a feeling "font toiietes ©ne link- 




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I Harp them b i Lien 1 , ; whem he win© Hurst gave 
T© ©mf eonimtFT a maniiieg is with drawm from all eyes? 
i&ll a Minstrel of EfIb stamd nmmt© iby the grave 
"Where the £iFst=- tie last ©£ her Patriots lies? 

No— -faint £h© 9 the leatk-somg maa] ■m Ms lips, 

Tli- 9 Ms Harp 9 like Ms somlj, mav with shadows Ibe eros 

Yet 9 ill it souimtL, 'maid a matiom 9 s eelipse a 

A md pipoelaim to the world what d. star hath he em lost f— 

W hat a mniiom of all the affeetioms amd p o>wers 

By wM eh life is exalte cL, exuhelliil/rl, Fefamed s 
Was embraced im that spirit— whose eemtre was ouifs, 
W^hile its mighty ©iremiaferemee eirelerl laamhimd 







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Uii 9 w]h<o tkat Iotcs Erin 9 or wko tkat ean se« 

Tkronigk tke wast© of ker annals 9 tkat epoek snkliiae 
Like a pyramid raised in tike desert— where Ike ^s 

And Ms glory stand ©mt to tike eyes of all time ° 

Tlkat @m@ ImeidinteFralc, snatek 9 dfroxii ike gloom 
And tlie madness of age? 9 wkemfilFd witJk lo § §©mil 9 

A Nation © 9 erleap 9 d tke lark lb©'[iimds a>£ ker d©oiri 9 
And for dWLe sacred instanL t©nL©k 9 d Liberty 9 s g©al? 




Wlk© 9 tkat eTer katk keard Mm=l3iatk flramk at tke s©nree 
[ ff tkat womderfiffll eloqnenee 9 all Erin 9 s ©wn 9 

._:i "dkose kigk=tkongkted daring 9 tke fire 9 and tke force 9 
Anil tke yet nmtaimed spring ©f ker spirit are §k©wn ? 

An eloqnenee riek 9 wkeres©eTe:r its ware 

Wander 9 dfree and tFinmpkant 9 witk tkomgkts tkat 
§k©me tkromgkc, 

As clear as tke kr©ok 9 s "stone of lnstre 9 99 and gave 9 
Witk tke flask of tke gem 9 its solidity t©© 






Wk© 9 tkat eTer appro aek 9 d kim 9 wkenfree fro in tke er©wd 9 
In a konie fiill of l©Te 9 ke deligktedt© tread 

d long tke trees wkiek a nati©nkad giT 9 n 9 and wkiek ko^'d. 
As if eaekkromgkt a new ekoc er©wii for kis kead= 






Is tliere ©me 9 w]li© hsdh. thjis, tfapomgla. Ms ©rbii ©f life 
ffikd at Ai si mm e obs erve<(l Mum • n tbroti|*h. glory, tinroiaglli blaiime. 

Until© ealm of retreat,, imi tine gramme hup ©£ strife, 
Wketlker sMmmi i p i i©m«l©dl , still Iiruliiandtlie samwe.,— 



not a lieart, tihat e'er Ikme^ liixo., Brat moTiims 
Deep., deep i e i 've 9 wkere sun la gl i »ry is sliuribaectt.^ 

(D 9 er a moinijp.meid; Faunae irill preserTe 9 imong tine rams 
st 9 the bravest, the "best ©f Buamkiii'dl t 





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ILoyc came., 

To© soon am Ms train. 
Yet §© sweet, tin 1 1 

Ffeleouie again . 
• - full measure 
uldlbe, 
■ tin pleasure. 
If p i by tkeeo 

i ) call it • 'iw 

ne, 
. S k ibnt on laer 9 
i T\"liile y©M Tblanie 
!i fue pearl 1 1 i I mess 

Because ©fits "birt 
Oath the violet less Ibrig] i 
r©wmo' near earths' 



No==Mm for Ms glory 

's bright story 

If in lier eye - 
hSl but traces 

Tlnr© 9 mortals his line, 

. bona of the Graces, 
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a secret to tell tkee 9 kmLt kaisk! mot lkeF(e s 
k! mot wkere tke world its Tigil keeps I 
FU seek 9 to wkisper it im tkine ear, 

Sonne store wkere tke Spirit of Silenee sleeps 
Wkere smninier 9 s waye mnnimrninring dles c 
Nor fay earn hear tke fonntain 9 s gnsk^ 

.ere 9 if "but a mote ker nigkt=lbird sigks 9 
Tke rose saitk 9 ekidingly 9 M His3i 9 sweet 9 kuiskP 9 



Tkere 9 amid tke deep silenee of tkat k©nr 9 

n stars earn lb e keardin ©eean dip 9 
Tkyself skall 9 nmder some rosy lb©wer 9 

Sit annte 9 witk tky finger on tky lip 2 
Like kini P tke Tb©y 9 9 wk© Iborn aniong 

Tke iGLowers tkat ©n tke Nile -stream klnsi 
Sits eTer tkms 9 =kis ©nly s©ng 

To eartk and keaTen 9 66 Hnsk 9 all 9 knsk! 9 



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MM T©iQL<ieF Talley tkere iw®lt 9 al©me 9 

A T©iiitk 9 wk©se mi©miemts kact imlmly fl^wm^ ■ 

Till spells eaine © 9 er Mhm 9 anid 9 i^y "amd mi||M 9 

He was kaninterl ancl watrl/iky a Monnntaiui Sprite 

As »mee 9 lby idi©©:mligM 9 lie svamder'd © 9 ei° 
Tke unldpu - - Q)f tlLalt i§lamdL'§ln.©]pe 9 
A f©©t=pii3it sparldLe'riLlbefia^' Ms sigM= 
9 TV; airy £©©t ©f ike M©mmtain Sprite 1 

Beside a £©mmtiii]flL 9 ©me smmmy flay 9 

As Tbemclia|| ©T©r peamnlh.© lay 9 

Tlnere peep 3 dL ffl.©wiH o'er Mm Iwo eyes QjfligMj, 

Ami lie saw im tkat imiiT©F tke M©Mml!;aiiB Sprite 

He turf i 9 lbmt 9 l© 9 like m startled kiF«i 9 

Tkat spirit £Lei;=fi i hw\ keard 

Sweet iamsie 9 sulpIi m> mmarks ike fligkt 

Of seme "bird ©f §©mg 9 fe , ©i m tjke MmiAniii Sprite 



One nigkt 9 still kaumtetlL "by tkat krigkt l©©lk 9 

Tke lb©y 9 lbe-wil«l.er 9 d 9 M§ pemeil t©©k 9 

Anij yriidei ©mly Iby jmemi©Fy s> § li-gkig 

Drew tke ©mee-seeia f©inna ©jFtke M©nmtai]ffl Sprite o 



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A * ; ' Oik tk©ni 9 wk© 1 o>vestf tke §hal©w 9 " e pi b d 
A.Toicc,lonw wkisperimg Iby Ms §iie 9 ^ 

K N«m torn Mid sec, 9 *-— kcrc the y©mtk 9 s deJMnJt - ^J&0$ 
Seafd tke r©sy lips ©fftke Memmtaim Sprit 

"Ofalltke Spirits aflamcA mad sea 

a rapt ke TJiTariiaiiir 9 dL 9 66 tjkere 9 s m©iae lilke t 
, ft, may tky f©©t tkms ligkt 

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Tike Boyme 9 § il I river 9 

= esa - E5>is<Bfl >r<il 9 im tke tide 9 

p 9 d Iki - lo.ad.ed quiver., 
i hi i ! , ! ske ep! e i ! , J J pe vernoua 9 1 darts 
'ni Eye miay slkmm yon £ 

i i i F xuiMiily Inearth , 
46 TiMrt bin ■'! for Qcue 9 i§ ©m yem 




for laer win© site auad moirns 
Ey 9 i mow 9 lb e side tibial river = 
I ' iw e a ri e 3. still tin e F i e m 1 1 ret mrm § a 
! --(: i.a-i- il is still Ins ^Tiirs 




iiep weeping vain 9 = 
As Time to© well Ikatli taught her 
air tike Fiemd re fci |aim 9 

iive§ -it ■ ■ I !i;ii ■■ atef § 
And brings, trim i > , fr aim Beneath 

Hi§ ! biom 9 

An (1 shimA tli ■ ; | ' i I with ■ ■ ■ p'se 

Through fill her m Lg nation 



Wkem Trill- tkis e:aid 9 ye ir© wers 
Slie weeping asks for eyer £ 

©miy tears, fromi out tiiat fl©©d 





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sweet Harp 9 ©ik sing t© mae 
S©iaie song ©f amciemt days 9 

©§e s©"inmds 9 in tkis sad memor 
L©mg IbiiiFied dreams skall raise 9 , = 
S©iuie lay tkat tells ©iP yamisk 9 d famae 9 
©se ligkt ©mee roumd is sk©iie % 
m©lble pride 9 m©w tuirm 9 d t© skaiuie 9 
md k©pes for eyer g©me„== 
Simgc, sad Harp 9 tkws sing to inie° 

ke ©hif loom is east 9 
B©tk lost t© all "fount nieiii©ry 9 
We liye lb nit in tke pasto 



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Mow mournfully the midnight air 
3 thy ehords il©th §igh 9 
if iH §©mghil soane eeh© there 
[ >ff T©i<G •-'- L©ng g<i MJ e b f i = 

. .' s 9 .ip- s forgot, who see a M 
The I < i i ■ ■ ■ ■ • ■ - 1 t ten in fun 1.1 e » 

i i i Lortal leeni 9 d 9 
sleep Lakieo = 

Harp, the i L<3 Lgh.1l ,i i 

I I to sigh j 
In t;i i ^ aim sen© th i 

D) f Iby o 

i on e e 9 i to .al 3 

I • | | ! I , 

| mils — 
oit 9 a weep 

Their < i rj ; 

leave then ir Lrea r-- -4eep 9 

Tike ieadg all lea rreei== 

n§h 9 hm§h 9 §ad Harp 9 that ire >ne 9 

That hnell of Free* • i ! ay 5 

Q)r 9 listening t© its ileath-like iiifflai. 
Let me Q to© a die away 





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Tke rosy rays ©if evening fell. 




As if i© feediyitk tkeir soft fare 

Tine s©inl witkin tkat trembling skekL 

Tke sauna© riekligkt jkmmg © 9 er lier ekeek 9 
And play 9 <i ar-oiwicl tlkose lips tkat suing 

And sp©ke 9 as fl©weips would §img amid speak 
If Love could leu d ike ir leaves a tongue » 

IBml §©®ii tke West no longer ibmrii 9 tl 9 
Eaek rosy ray from keav 9 n witkcttjpew % 

Aiid 9 wkemt© gaze again I tm]pn 9 d 9 

Tke minstrels forai seennui fading to© 
s if Js^r Mgkt and keav 9 n 9 s were ©ne 9 
Tke gl Q>ry all ka d left tkat frame % 

And from ker glimmering laps tke t©ne 9 
As froan a parting spirit, cameo 10 



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I ©©mild snieh heart -stifrimg miiiisie he heard 
I m that City ©f Statues described "by roniameers, 
§>© wakemimg its spell 9 eTem st©me would Tbe stirr 9 d< 
And statues themiiiselYes all start imt© damc^^ 



Wlky tike m -delay 9 with snielu somnds im our ears 9 

Amd the fl.©wer ©f Beanity 9 s ©wm garden Before ti§ 9 = 
Wliile stars overhead leaTe tlie s©mg ©f their spheres^ 

Amdlist 9 mimg t© ©Tiirs 9 hamg wondering © 9 er is ? 
Agaim 9 that strain !=t© hear it thins sounding 

Might set eTem Death's cold pulses lb©imdimg= 
Agaim ! Again I 
CDh 9 what delight when the yomthftuil amd gay 9 

Each with eye like a suinheama amd foot like 
Thins damee 9 like the Hours t© the nam sic of May 

Amd miimgle sweet somg amd suimshime together 













Ledge is L»iTen 9 
tMs Jkomr nay sotul! is tliine % 

. : m i me 
■ tlae ! i i gn M st« »o«H by tliee 

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■ b] r j i nil Ely t]foee 9 
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Tli> ' tike sea 9 ia rl sst 9 

* >ffe ps i to 'i , 

Light may eome wkere nil looks darkest, 
Latk life 9 wlkem life seeuis oWo 
- e pa §1 ages cbfeaniiiiigg 
Wheal glory 3.eek 9 d tiny lbrow 9 
I >ft I fondly "[id i agla seeming 

So ffall'n and clouded now, 

fort Ji,, all beaming ,— 
Noun j© bright", so blest as tkou! 





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QJ t| ^ wim e - emp a - eiFelim g in Aliiilio. 9 ^ kail 9 " 

An '1 i1 § Ckl<ef 9 *mid Ms heroes rcclimimg, 
L D)l § mp 9 with a sigh, to ike tr©pkiedwall 9 
WTnerehis sword hmgs idly sMmlmge 
Wkem 9 hark! that skowt 
From the Tale without 9 = 
^ruii ye qmi<ek 9 tke ©ane/the Bam® is mighJ 
W (Chief starts mp 
t f )M M§ f oamimg emp 9 
Ami 66 T© "battle 9 to Ibattle I "i s ike Fmjii 



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•The niinstrels have seized their harps ©f g©ld 9 

jrA they §img suiela thrillimg mniiJiilbeF§< 9 == 
'Tis like the voice of the Brave 9 ©f ©ld 9 

Breaking forth from their place of shimihers! 
Spear to Tbmekler ramg 9 
s the minstrel 
And the Smm-lbaiirst "o'er them floated wide 9 
While rememh'rimg the yoke 
W r kieh their lathers hroke 9 
"On for liberty, for lihertyl"the JFimians cried, 

Like clou \si the Northmen eame 9 

(D 9 er the valley of Almiihim lowering % 
While onward m©Ted 9 in the light of its faimie 9 
That hammer of Erim 9 towering 

With the mimgli 1 1 g -i i o>ek 

Miimg cliff and r©ek 9 
^"hile 9 ramk ©m ramk 9 the invaders die s 

Amd the shout 9 that 

O 9 e r the dy in g p as s 9 d 9 
Was "victory 1 victory t "=the Finian 9 s ery 




J 0£ttP from the heaeh 9 whem the iu]i©rmimg was shimimg s 
A lb ark © 9 er the waters inii©ve gl©ri©nisly ©m £ 

I earnae whem the suim © 9 er that Ibeaeh was dLeelinimgc, 
Tlie hark was still there,, Ibnit tine waters were gome 



aid sm'cla-is tine fate ©f ©nir life 9 s early pr©miiise 9 
i§>© passing tlie sp rim g= tide of joy we have km©wm 
Mifa waye, tliat we dame 9 d ©m at mi©rmimg 9 elblbs from 
Amd leaves is, at eve 9 ©m tlie Ibleak shore al©me 






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Ne 9 er tell mie of glories 9 serenely adorning 

Tlie ©lose ©f ©mr day 9 the ealma eve ©f ©mr night 9 

Give me lbae]k 9 give me Ibaekthe wild fre slime ss ©f M©rmimg 9 
Her clouds amd her tears are wortlk Evemimg 9 s hestligl 

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©h 9 wli© wouild m©t wele©mie that mi©miemt 9 s i etmrmimg 9 
Whem passi©m first wak 9 d a mew life thr© 9 his frame 

Amd his s©ml 9 like the w©©d 9 that grows preeionis im Tbmrmimg 
Gave ©nit all its sweets to love 9 s exqniisite flame „ 






1% Bxmm iirf flgp&e pa^^o 

WIJ4 I l<! se - i psl 1 smug tlkee is ©W 9 

• i i ■ m w©i°e | 
A i i i i a©d Rh«uj»_, 

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Say*!* 11 tin ! led ' fori, 

ekainless i k©ni i 

' Alldi I ,■.:'', . i . | i foUUF L 9 fll 9 

w 9 ff^adkimg at las I batik turn ■■ 

A 
V p L ibci I jj Troth am d El© pae men le<dL 9 

Witlk eyes ■ laer temple fe& 9 d 9 lk©w proud was thy trass 1 1 ! 

AIi.Jj e tt bt tlkaJCL me 9 er limdVt lived that gipximit to gaim 9 

'Or cliediaa tike p©irt?]k 9 t]kan thus di^komouLF tine fame 



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9 Ti5 true 9 in manliest eye:! 
A passing tear will rise 9 

When we think ©f tike friends we leave l©ne: 
Bnt what Ban wailing 1©? 
See 9 ©nr g©hlet 9 s weeping t©© ! 

"^ ith its tears we 9 ll ekase away §ir ©wn 9 h©y s 
©tut own 3 

With its tears n base away ©utlf ©wn 

But iaylight 9 § stealing ©n 9 = 
last that © 9 er ns s]k©iiie 
Baw ©mr ekildren aronnd ns play % 
Tlie mext==ah2 where stall we 
And tlk©se r©sy nrehins "be ? 

But— no matter— grasp thy sw©rd and away 

lb©y 9 away 9 
N© matter— grasp thy sword and away 8 

Let those, who Ibroolk the ehain 
Of Sas.©i ©r ©f IDane 9 

Ignohly hv their fire -sides stav° 
One sight© liomie he given 9 
One heartfelt prayer to heaven 9 

Then 9 for Erin and her ©anse 9 lboy 9 hnrra 
hnrra I hurra I 

Then 9 f©r Erin and her ean.se 9 hnrra I 



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wt all tke fair Months, tbact round tke smm 
ImligM . =Hnn. n k 9 cL clamee tkeir eireles rrai, 

Sweet May 9 gMme thorn for me 9 
For still 9 wkeiiitkT earliest beams arise 9 
TJkat T©iitk 9 wk© lb erne at 1l tke Miie lake lies 9 

Sweet May, retiirms to me. 



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Of all tlie Ibrigfiit kaiiiats.-, where JayligM leaYes 
Its lingering smile o>m golden eYes 9 

Fair Lake 9 tkoiii.Trt dearest to mine % 
For when tke last April sum! grows dlm 9 
Thy Naiads prepare Ms steed for Mum ia 

' Who iwe lis 9 "bri glut Eake 9 ml tkee D 

Of all tike proiicl steeds 9 tkat eTer Ibore 
If oiuiii g plmmed Chiefs ©n sea ©r sli©re 9 

White §teed 9 most j©y to thee % 
Wh© still 9 with tke first jonmg glamee ©f spring 9 
From under that glorious lake dost Tbrmg 

Mt loYe 9 nw ekief 9 to> mine- 





WTkile 9 wMt<E as tine sail some hark un nn rls 
^lie a i bfdgtky lomg mm oie 7 j 

e e I , as wkite audi free j 
sjjl . Amfl. spirits 9 fro nan all t Ik© late 9 s ^ ri [• bro n -i.-- 

\W (Tulide © 9 eF tke Ibliie wave seat t eri |g EHow | ! 

.Around my love amd tkee Q LIIiLijSLI 




all tke sweet Heaths that imaideinis die^ 
ose lovers Tbemeatk tike eold wave . 
.Most sweet tkat death will ibe,, 



WThieligTiiiiLCiLer the mexit May eveminjig 9 § 

m tk©Tii amil tky steed are lost to si glut 9 ^ 





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ffH|Et life like-.ikat of tke ibard eai 
Tke wandering bard 9 win© F©am§ as free 
A§ tine naonLmtaim lark tliat o'er Mm sings 9 • 
And 9 like tkat lark 9 a music brings 
WItMn kimi 9 wkere 9 er lie ©©ia©s ©r g©©§ 5 ,= 
A f©mnt tkat for eye? flows I 
Tke w©rld 9 s t© kim like some plaT=gr©mn<I 9 
Wkere fairies danee tkeir moomligkt F©Miid° 
If diuaui'd ike tnrf wkere late tkey tr©d 9 
Tke ekves but seek some greener s©d 9 
S© 9 wken less Ibrigkt Ms seene ©f gl<e 
T© an ©tke f away flies ke I 






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h what w©nld have "been y©nng Beauty's doom, 
ithont a hard t© fix her hi©© mi? 
They tell ms 9 in tike m©©n 9 s lb right r©nnd 9 
TMngs lost in this dark world are founds 
So eharnis 9 ©n earth l©n!| pass 9 d and g©ne 9 
In the poet 9 s lay live ©n = 

mdtulIgL ye have smiles tlkat ne 9 er grow dinxr 
If ©n 9 ve ©nly t© give theni all t© hini 9 
^h© 9 with knit a t©neh ©f Fancy 9 s wand 9 
•'Han lend theiui life 9 this life hey©nd 9 

fix them hi£>h 9 in P©esy 9 s sky. 9 === 
If ouim'g stars tkat never die ! 



Tlien 9 welcome the "bard where 9 er he conies 9 
For, th©nghhe hath countless airy h©nies 9 
To which his wing excursive r©ves 9 
Ifet still 9 from time t© tinie 9 he loves 
To light upon earth and find snch cheer 
As "brightens ©top "banquet here 
No matter how far 9 how.. fleet he flies 9 
IfonVe ©nlv t© light nip kind yonng eyes 
Such signal=fires as here are given 9 ^= 
And down he 9 11 drop from Fancy 9 s heaven 
«sL The minnte'snch call t© love ©r mirth 
Pro claims he 9 s wanting on earth! 





sing = Musi© was giVem, 
T© kii'gkten tke gay 9 and kindle tke loving | 
Sounls keFe 9 like planets in Heaven 9 

B"v lastrm©my 9 § lairs al©ne are kept m©vingc 
Beauty inav k©ast ©f keF eyes and keF ekeeks 9 
Bnt B©ve jBpohm tke lips Ms truae arelnery wimg 
And ske 9 wk© lb nit featkeFS tke dart wken ske speaks 9 
At oice sends it k©nae t© tke keart wken ske sings 
Tkem sing=sing==Mhisie was given 9 

T© krigktem tke gay 9 and kindle tke lovimg^ 
Souls kere 9 like plain ets in Heaven 9 



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Ly s laws alone are kept moving 




^Len B©ve 9 F©ek 9 dky kis ni©tkei% 

Bay sleeping as ©aim as slmmkeF ©©ml cl make kim 9 
4<5 Miiisk 9 kmsk 9 99 said Vemis 9 46 n© ©tkeF 

56 Sweet voiee knit kis owi is woFtky t© wake kini! 9 
©reaming ©fnxtnsie ke slniMker 9 dtke wkile 

Till faint fr©m kis lip a soft mel©dy kr©ke 9 
And Vennis 9 enekanted 9 l©©k 9 cl ©n witk a smile 
"Wlole Love t© kis ©wn sweet singing aw©ke - 
Tken sing=sing = 3'lnisie was given 9 
T© krigkten tke gay 9 and kindle tke 
Somls kere 9 like planets in Heaven 9 

kaFim©ny 9 s laws alone aFe kept mi©ving 







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The nymphs their fetters around Mina ©aiplfu 
* AmtiL 9 =— their laughing eyes 9 the wMI© 9 eonee") 
e.tiL Fpeed© bi 9 § JBapd their slave at lasto 
WJf/'^J 1 Fop the Poet's heart 9 still prone to l©Ying 9 \J 

Was lihe tliat poek of the Druid, race," ^*^^ 
Whieh tine gentlest toneh at ©nee set MiL©ving 9 %^|. 

But mil earth's powep eoiilctar't east fro ma its 




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^jttifjD eame from a lamdlbeyoiiMltlie sea 9 

AmdL mow © 9 er ilk© westerai malm 
Set sail., in their good sMps 9 gallantly, 

JFroni ike siimmylamd of §paimo 
""Oik, wliere 9 § tlie Isle we v® seem in dreams 9 

4<s C)iir destini 9 1 Ik© me or graye ? " 16 
Tims siimg tlkey as 9 by tike inmormimg's "beams 9 

Tlif tike Atlantic waveo 



AmdL 9 1© 9 where alar © 9 er oc-eaim slimes 

A sparlkle of racllaiit greem 9 
As tliDii^liiii tliat deep lay emeralnL inaiiies 9 

^ Jkose liglw tliro 9 tlae wave was seeiio 
66 9 Tis Immis&il^== 9 ti§ Immisfeil I 99 " 
H&inigs o 9 er tlie eelMJimg sea % 
WlhlTl e 9 "ih pti (\ir\0 to lieay 9 m 9 tlie warriors kail 

Tkat liome of tlie Ibraye amd free c 



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TJken tiira 9 d tlkey rait© tike Eastern w 
"Wlkere mow tlieir ©ay -(Groans eye 

A 1 d A of sin elk smmmy omem gave 
As lighted up sea ami sky, 





^yTkereg wkere the shut ©row V 
Tlie l©mg=km©wm y©iee— where are tliey m©w? 
TImis ask I still 9 nior ask im Tain 9 
The sileinee answers ail t©© plainio 

©kgwkat is Fam©y 9 §, magi© w©rth 9 
If all her art ©ammot ©all forth 
©me bliss like tk©se we felt ©f ©Id 

From, lips mow lupnhe, anil eyes mow ©©Id? 

M© 9 n© 9 =her spell is Taim 9 — 

As soon ©©Mid she Tbrimg "back again 

Tkose eyes themselyes fro mi ©mt the graye 9 

A § wake again ©me Ibliss fluey t^aye * 



AiTaini©re 9 loyed ArrammoFe 9 
How ©ft I dreami ©f thee' 9 
And ©f th©se days wkem 9 Tby tky sk©re 9 
K wander 9 d yoiumg amd free 



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Full mxamy a path IVe triedLg since then 

Through pleasure's flowery i<inm,ze 9 
Butt me'er eomld find the bliss again 

')) I felt im those sweet 




M Dw b lit Ike upon thy IbreezT cliffs 

At sunny mcLonm IVe stood,. 
With lueart as hounding as the skiffs 

That danced along tliy flood" 
©r 9 when the western wa?e grew "bright 

Wit la daylight's parting wimg 9 
Have sought that Eden im its liglit 

Which fire aming poets sing?, = 

Thai E 1cm where th'iinniortal "brave 

Dwell in a land serene 9 = 
^ hose bowers "beyond tlie sMning wav© g 

At sunset 9 oft are seeno 
All dream too full of sadd'ning truth I 

Those mansions o'er the main 
Are like the hopes 1 built in y©nith 9 = 

As snnnv and as Tain! 




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e <ET 9 ry j ©y thai glacis ©mr spliere 
miM still soiine slMndwr JkoTerimg mea? 9 
Im tikis mew ^o?M ©f ©ws 9 my dLear 9 
Suush sltaackjws will mil lb e ©iiiitteclo = 
ess they're like that gra/eeftal ©nie g 
/YMeh, wheii th©ii 9 Ft dameiiiiig' in tike sium 9 
Still near thee 9 leaves a dharra. np©m 
E aeh sp©t where it hath flitted I 



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lf©t 9 at ©nr feasts 9 tky spirit long. 

Awaked by hclid §ie 9 § spell 9 skall rise i 
F©r 9 nani© §© link'd wit ' Id - tkless ^oug 

Partakes its Bkarm and ueTer dLies g 
And ev'ia witkiffl tke k©ly lame, 

¥5 lit' 13 manLsie wafts ike somlt© keaven 9 
One tk©ngkt t© kimic, wk©s© earliest strain 

Was ©ek©ed tkere 9 skalO©ns| k© given o 



But 9 n tier© i- m©w tke <ekeerfnl day, 

T ke s©eial migHits, wken 9 ky tky si de 9 
II e 9 wk© n ©w weaves tkis parting lay, 

Hlis sMlless v©ie© witktkime allied 5 
And suiBg tk©s© §©mg§ wk©se every t©ne 9 

WkeiD bard and niinstrel l©mg kave past, 
^kall still, im sweetness all tkeir ©wn 9 

EiiLilbalBi y d by ffaime, nindying lasto 



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lfes 9 Erin, tkine al©iiie tke laine,^ 

Or, if tky kard kave skare d tke wowi, 
Fr©Bi tkee tke k©rr©w 9 d ^1©tv oiie a 

And at tky feet is n©w laid d©wn<> 
Em©ngk 9 if Freed© mi still inspire 

iHis latest s©mg 9 and still tkere ke 9 
As evening closes ronid Ms lvre 9 

One rav upon its ek©rd§ fr©ni tkeeo 



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Yet paiise^f©!^ im famey 9 a still voice I hear 9 

As if "breathed froim his lb rave heai°t 9 s remains 2' 

Faint echo ©f that wMA, in Slave ry 9 s ear, 

Omee s©iimded the war=w©rl 9 Burst your ehaii 






.And it 'pries 9 from tlae grave where the her© lies deep, 

"Tli-C'"' the lay of yomr C'Mefftaim for ever hath set 9 
66 Ola leave mot Ms sword thus imgloiionis to sleep g = 
It hath victory's life im it yet I 

mid somae aliem 9 mmw©rthv sui eh weapon to wield 9 
"©are to touch thee 9 my owm gallamt sword 9 
"Then rest im thy sheaths, like a talismiam seal 9 d 9 

66 Or return t© the grave ©f thy ehainless lordo 
5 *Bmt 9 If grasp 9 d Iby a hamd that hathlearn 9 d the promd use 

JJ [ >f a falehi©m 9 like thee 9 ©m the "battle =plaim 9 = 
44 Then 9 at L liberty 9 s smuMiu]i©ms 9 lite lightning let loose 9 > 
Leap forth from thv dark sheath agaim ! " 



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ADVERTISEMENT 



PREFIXED TO THE 



FIRST AND SECOND NUMBERS. 

Though the beauties of the National Music of Ireland 
have been very generally felt and acknowledged, yet it 
has happened, through the want of appropriate English 
words, and of the arrangement necessary to adapt them 
to the voice, that many of the most excellent compositions 
have hitherto remained in obscurity. It is intended, 
therefore, to form a Collection of the best Original Irish 
Melodies, with characteristic Symphonies and Accom- 
paniments ; and with Words containing, as frequently as 
possible, allusions to the manners and history of the 
country. Sir John Stevenson has very kindly consented 
to undertake the arrangement of the Airs ; and the lovers 
of Simple National Music may rest secure, that in such 
tasteful hands, the native charms of the original melody 
will not be sacrificed to the ostentation of science. 



\ 



PREFATORY NOTICES. 

In the poetical Part, promises of assistance have been 
received from several distinguished Literary Characters ; 
particularly from Mr. Moore, whose lyrical talent is so 
peculiarly suited to such a task, and whose zeal in the 
undertaking will be best understood from the following 
Extract of a Letter which he has addressed to Sir John 
Stevenson on the subject : — 

I feel very anxious that a work of this kind should be 
undertaken. We have too long neglected the only talent 
for which our English neighbours ever deigned to allow 
us any credit. Our National Music has never been pro- 
perly collected*; and, while the composers of the Con- 
tinent have enriched their Operas and Sonatas with 
Melodies borrowed from Ireland — very often without 
even the honesty of acknowledgment — we have left these 
treasures, in a great degree, unclaimed and fugitive. 
Thus our Airs, like too many of our countrymen, have, 
for want of protection at home, passed into the service of 
foreigners. But we are come, I hope, to a better period 



* The writer forgot, when he made this assertion, that the public are 
indebted to Mr. Bunting for a very valuable collection of Irish Music ; 
and that the patriotic genius of Miss Owenson has been employed upon 
some of our finest airs. 



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of both Politics and Music ; and how much they are con- 
nected, in Ireland at least, appears too plainly in the tone 
of sorrow and depression which characterises most of our 
early Songs. 

The task which you propose to me, of adapting words 
to these airs, is by no means easy. The Poet, who would 
follow the various sentiments which they express, must 
feel and understand that rapid fluctuation of spirits, that 
unaccountable mixture of gloom and levity, which coin- 
poses the character of my countrymen, and has deeply 
tinged their Music. Even in their liveliest strains we find 
some melancholy note intrude, — some minor Third or flat 
Seventh, — which throws its shade as it passes, and makes 
even mirth interesting. If Burns had been an Irishman 
(and I would willingly give up all our claims upon Ossian 
for him), his heart would have been proud of such music, 
and his genius would have made it immortal. 

Another difliculty (which is, however, purely mecha- 
nical) arises from the irregular structure of many of those 
airs, and the lawless kind of metre which it will in 
consequence be necessary to adapt to them. In these 
instances the Poet must write, not to the eye, but to the 
ear; and must be content to have his verses of that 
description which Cicero mentions, " Quos si cantu spo- 



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liaveris nuda remanebit oratio" That beautiful Air, " The 
Twisting of the Rope," which has all the romantic cha- 
racter of the Swiss Ranz des Vaches, is one of those wild 
and sentimental rakes which it will not be very easy to tie 
down in sober wedlock with Poetry. However, notwith- 
standing all these difficulties, and the very little talent 
which I can bring to surmount them, the design appears 
to me so truly National, that I shall feel much pleasure 
in giving it all the assistance in my power. 

Leicestershire, Feb. 1807. 



ADVERTISEMENT 



TO THE 



THTRD NUMBER. 



In presenting the Third Number of this work to the 
Public, the Publisher begs leave to offer his acknowledg- 
ments for the very liberal patronage with which it has 
been honoured ; and to express a hope that the unabated 



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zeal of those who have hitherto so admirably conducted 
it, will enable him to continue it through many future 
Numbers with equal spirit, variety, and taste. The stock 
of popular melodies is far from being exhausted ; and 
there is still in reserve an abundance of beautiful Airs, 
which call upon Mr. Moore, in the language he so well 
understands, to save them from the oblivion to which 
they are hastening. 



LETTER ON MUSIC, 



TO 



THE MARCHIONESS DOWAGER OP DONEGAL. 

PREFIXED TO THE THIRD NUMBER. 

While the Publisher of these Melodies very properly 
inscribes them to the Nobility and Gentry of Ireland in 
general, 1 have much pleasure in selecting one from that 
number, to whom my share of the work is particularly 
dedicated. Though your Ladyship has been so long 
absent from Ireland, I know that you remember it well 



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and warmly — that you have not allowed the charm of 
English society, like the taste of the lotus, to produce 
oblivion of your country, but that even the humble tribute 
which I offer derives its chief claim upon your interest 
from the appeal which it makes to your patriotism. In- 
deed, absence, however fatal to some affections of the 
heart, rather strengthens our love for the land where we 
were born ; and Ireland is the country, of all others, which 
an exile from it must remember with most enthusiasm. 
Those few darker and less amiable traits with which 
bigotry and misrule have stained her character, and which 
are too apt to disgust us upon a nearer intercourse, 
become softened at a distance, or altogether invisible; 
and nothing is remembered but her virtues and her mis- 
fortunes — the zeal with which she has always loved 
liberty, and the barbarous policy which has always with- 
held it from her — the ease with which her generous 
spirit might be conciliated, and the cruel ingenuity which 
has been exerted to "wring her into undutifulness."* 

It has been often remarked, and oftener felt, that our 
music is the truest of all comments upon our history. 

* A phrase which occurs in a Letter from the Earl of Desmond to the 
Earl of Ormond, in Elizabeth's time, — Scrinia Sacra, as quoted by 
Curry. 



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The tone of defiance, succeeded by the languor of despond- 
ency — a burst of turbulence dying away into softness — 
the sorrows of one moment lost in the levity of the next 
— and all that romantic mixture of mirth and sadness, 
which is naturally produced by the efforts of a lively 
temperament to shake off, or forget, the wrongs which lie 
upon it, — such are the features of our history and cha- 
racter, which we find strongly and faithfully reflected in 
our music ; and there are even many airs, which it is 
difficult to listen to, without recalling some period or 
event to which their expression seems applicable. Some- 
times, when the strain is open and spirited, yet shaded 
here and there by a mournful recollection, we can fancy 
that we behold the brave allies of Montrose*, marching 
to the aid of the royal cause, notwithstanding all the 
perfidy of Charles and his ministers, and remembering 
just enough of past sufferings to enhance the generosity 
of their present sacrifice. The plaintive melodies of 



* There are some gratifying accounts of the gallantry of these Irish 
auxiliaries in " The Complete History of the Wars in Scotland under 
Montrose" (1660). See particularly for the conduct of an Irishman at 
the battle of Aberdeen, chap. vi. p. 49. ; and for a tribute to the bravery 
of Colonel O'Kyan, chap. vii. 55. Clarendon owns that the Marquis of 
Montrose was indebted for much of his miraculous success to the small 
band of Irish heroes under Macdonnell. 



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Carolan take us back to the times in which he lived, when 
our poor countrymen were driven to worship their God 
in caves, or to quit for ever the land of their birth — like 
the bird that abandons the nest which human touch has 
violated ; and in many a song do we hear the last farewell 
of the exile*, mingling sad regret for the ties he leaves 
at home, with sanguine expectations of the honours that 
await him abroad — such honours as were won on the 
field of Fontenoy, where the valour of Irish Catholics 
turned the fortune of the day, and extorted from George 
the Second that memorable exclamation, " Cursed be the 
laws which deprive me of such subjects !" 

Though much has been said of the antiquity of our 
music, it is certain that our finest and most popular airs 



* The associations of the Hindu music, though more obvious and 
denned, were far less touching and characteristic. They divided their 
songs according to the seasons of the year, by which (says Sir William 
Jones) "they were able to recall the memory of autumnal merriment, at 
the close of the harvest, or of separation and melancholy during the cold 
months," &c. — Asiatic Transactions, vol. iii., on the Musical Modes of 
the Hindus. — What the Abbe du Bos says of the symphonies of Lully, 
may be asserted, with much more probability of our bold and impassioned 
airs — "elles auroient produit de ces effets, qui nous paroissent fabuleux 
dans le recit des anciens, si on les avoit fait entendre a, des hommes d'un 
naturel aussi vif que les Atheniens." — Reflex, sur la Peinture, fyc. torn. i. 
sect. 45. 



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are modern; and perhaps we may look no further than 
the last disgraceful century for the origin of most of those 
wild and melancholy strains, which were at once the off- 
spring and solace of grief, and were applied to the mind 
as music was formerly to the body, " decantare loca do- 
lentia." Mr. Pinkerton is of opinion* that none of the 
Scotch popular airs are as old as the middle of the six- 
teenth century ; and though musical antiquaries refer us, 
for some of our melodies, to so early a period as the fifth 
century, I am persuaded that there are few, of a civilized 
description (and by this I mean to exclude all the savage 
Ceanans, Cries f, &c), which can claim quite so ancient a 
date as Mr. Pinkerton allows to the Scotch. But music is 
not the only subject upon which our taste for antiquity is 
rather unreasonably indulged; and, however heretical it 
may be to dissent from these romantic speculations, I 
cannot help thinking that it is possible to love our country 
very zealously, and to feel deeply interested in her honour 
and happiness, without believing that Irish was the lan- 
guage spoken in Paradise f ; that our ancestors were kind 

* Dissertation, prefixed to the 2d volume of his Scottish Ballads. 

f Of which some genuine specimens may be found at the end of 
Mr. Walker's Work upon the Irish bards. Mr. Bunting has disfigured 
his last splendid volume by too many of these barbarous rhapsodies. 

% See Advertisement to the Transactions of the Gaelic Society of Dublin. 



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enough to take the trouble of polishing the Greeks*, or 
that Abaris, the Hyperborean, was a native of the North 
of Ireland.f 

By some of these archaeologists it has been imagined 
that the Irish were early acquainted with counter-point J; 
and they endeavour to support this conjecture by a well- 
known passage in Giraldus, where he dilates, with such 
elaborate praise, upon the beauties of our national min- 
strelsy. But the terms of this eulogy are too vague, too 
deficient in technical accuracy, to prove that even Giraldus 
himself knew anything of the artifice of counter-point. 
There are many expressions in the Greek and Latin writers 
which might be cited, with much more plausibility, to 
prove that they understood the arrangement of music in 

* O'Halloran, vol. i. part iv. chap. vii. 

•f Id. ib. chap. vi. 

J It is also supposed, but with as little proof, that they understood the 
diesis, or enharmonic interval. — The Greeks seem to have formed their 
ears to this delicate gradation of sound ; and, whatever difficulties or 
objections may lie in the way of its practical use, we must agree with 
Mersenne (Preludes de 1'Harmonie, quest. 7.), that the theory of Music 
would be imperfect without it ; and even in practice (as Tosi, among 
others, very justly remarks, Observations on Florid Song, chap. i. sect. 16.), 
there is no good performer on the violin who does not make a sensible 
difference between D sharp and E flat, though, from the imperfection of 
the instrument, they are the same notes upon the piano-forte. The effect 
of modulation by enharmonic transitions is also very striking and beautiful. 



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parts* ; yet I believe it is conceded in general by the 
learned, that, however grand and pathetic the melody of 
the ancients may have been, it was reserved for the in- 
genuity of modern Science to transmit the "light of 
Song " through the variegating prism of Harmony. 

Indeed, the irregular scale of the early Irish (in which, 
as in the music of Scotland, the interval of the fourth was 
wanting f,) must have furnished but wild and refractory 
subjects to the harmonist. It was only when the invention 

* The words 7roitci\ia and krepocfxovia, in a passage of Plato, and 
some expressions of Cicero in Fragment., lib. ii. de Republ., induced the 
Abbe Fraguier to maintain that the ancients had a knowledge of counter- 
point. M. Burette, however, has answered him, I think, satisfactorily. 
(Examen d'un Passage de Platon, in the 3d vol. of Histoire de l'Acad.) 
M. Huet is of opinion (Pensees Diverses), that what Cicero says of the 
music of the spheres, in his dream of Scipio, is sufficient to prove an ac- 
quaintance with harmony ; but one of the strongest passages, which I 
recollect, in favour of the supposition, occurs in the Treatise attributed 
to Aristotle — Hept Kooy/ov, M.ov<TiKr) de o^elq a/j-a icat (3apetg, k. t. X. 

•j" Another lawless peculiarity of our music is the frequency of what 
composers call, consecutive fifths ; but this is an irregularity which can 
hardly be avoided by persons not very conversant with the rules of com- 
position ; indeed, if I may venture to cite my own wild attempts in this 
way, it is a fault which I find myself continually committing, and which 
has sometimes appeared so pleasing to my ear, that I have surrendered it 
to the critic with no small reluctance. May there not be a little pedantry 
in adhering too rigidly to this rule? — I have been told that there are 
instances in Haydn, of an undisguised succession of fifths ; and Mr. 
Shield, in his Introduction to Harmony, seems to intimate that Handel 
has been sometimes guilty of the same irregularity. 



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of Guido began to be known, and the powers of the harp* 
were enlarged by additional strings, that our melodies 
took the sweet character which interests us at present; 
and while the Scotch persevered in the old mutilation of 
the scale f, our music became gradually more amenable to 
the laws of harmony and counter-point. 



* A singular oversight occurs in an Essay upon the Irish Harp, by 
Mr. Beauford, which is inserted in the Appendix to Walker's Historical 
Memoirs : — "The Irish (says he) according to Bromton, in the reign of 
Henry II. had two kinds of Harps, ' Hibernici tamen in duobus musici 
generis instruments, quamvis praecipitem et velocem, suavem tamen et 
jucundum : ' the one greatly bold and quick, the other soft and pleasing." 
— How a man of Mr. Beauford's learning could so mistake the meaning, 
and mutilate the grammatical construction of this extract, is unaccount- 
able. The following is the passage as I find it entire in Bromton ; and it 
requires but little Latin to perceive the injustice which has been done to 
the words of the old Chronicler: — "Et cum Scotia, hujus terras filia, 
utatur lyra, tympano et choro, ac Wallia cithara, tubis et choro Hibernici 
tamen in duobus musici generis instruments, quamvis prcecipitem et 
velocem, suavem tamen etjucundam, crispatis modulis et intricatis notulis, 
efficiunt harmoniam." — Hist. Anglic. Script, page 1075. I should not 
have thought this error worth remarking, but that the compiler of the 
Dissertation on the Harp, prefixed to Mr. Bunting's last Work, has 
adopted it implicitly. 

•f The Scotch lay claim to some of our best airs, but there are strong 
traits of difference between their melodies and ours. They had formerly 
the same passion for robbing us of our Saints, and the learned Dempster 
was for this offence called " The Saint Stealer." It was an Irishman, I 
suppose, who, by way of reprisal, stole Dempster's beautiful wife from him 
at Pisa. — See this anecdote in the Pinacotheca of Erythrasus, part i. p. 25. 



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In profiting, however, by the improvements of the 
moderns, our style still keeps its originality sacred from 
their refinements ; and though Carolan had frequent op- 
portunities of hearing the works of Germiniani and other 
masters, we but rarely find him sacrificing his native 
simplicity to the ambition of their ornaments, or affecta- 
tion of their science. In that curious composition, indeed, 
called his Concerto, it is evident that he laboured to imi- 
tate Corelli ; and this union of manners, so very dissimilar, 
produces the same kind of uneasy sensation which is felt 
at a mixture of different styles of architecture. In gene- 
ral, however, the artless flow of our music has preserved 
itself free from all tinge of foreign innovation*, and the 
chief corruptions of which we have to complain arise from 
the unskilful performance of our own itinerant musicians, 
from whom, too frequently, the airs are noted down, en- 



* Among other false refinements of the art, our music (with the ex- 
ception perhaps of the air called " Mamma, Mamma," and one or two 
more of the same ludicrous description,) has avoided that puerile mimicry 
of natural noises, motions, &c, which disgraces so often the works of even 
Handel himself. D'Alembert ought to have had better taste than to 
become the patron of this imitative affectation. — Discours Preliminaire 
de V Encyclopedic. The reader may find some good remarks on the 
subject in Avison upon Musical Expression; a work which, though under 
the name of Avison, was written, it is said, by Dr. Brown. 



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cumbered by their tasteless decorations, and responsible 
for all their ignorant anomalies. Though it be sometimes 
impossible to trace the original strain, yet, in most of 
them, "auri per ramos aura refulget*," the pure gold of 
the melody shines through the ungraceful foliage which 
surrounds it — and the most delicate and difficult duty of 
a compiler is to endeavour, as much as possible, by re- 
trenching these inelegant superfluities, and collating the 
various methods of playing or singing each air, to restore 
the regularity of its form, and the chaste simplicity of its 
character. 

I must again observe, that in doubting the antiquity of 
our music, my scepticism extends but to those polished 
specimens of the art, which it is difficult to conceive an- 
terior to the dawn of modern improvement; and that 
I would by no means invalidate the claims of Ireland to 
as early a rank in the annals of minstrelsy, as the most 
zealous antiquary may be inclined to allow her. In addi- 
tion, indeed, to the power which music must always 
have possessed over the minds of a people so ardent and 
susceptible, the stimulus of persecution was not wanting 
to quicken our taste into enthusiasm ; the charms of song 

* Virgil, iEneid, lib. vi. verse 204. 



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were ennobled with the glories of martyrdom, and the 
acts against minstrels, in the reigns of Henry VIII. and 
Elizabeth, were as successful, I doubt not, in making my 
countrymen musicians, as the penal laws have been in 
keeping them Catholics. 

With respect to the verses which I have written for 
these Melodies, as they are intended rather to be sung 
than read, I can answer for their sound with somewhat 
more confidence than for their sense. Yet it would be 
affectation to deny that I have given much attention to 
the task, and that it is not through want of zeal or in- 
dustry, if I unfortunately disgrace the sweet airs of my 
country, by poetry altogether unworthy of their taste, 
their energy, and their tenderness. 

Though the humble nature of my contributions to this 
work may exempt them from the rigours of literary cri- 
ticism, it was not to be expected that those touches of 
political feeling, those tones of national complaint, in 
which the poetry sometimes sympathizes with the music, 
would be suffered to pass without censure or alarm. It has 
been accordingly said, that the tendency of this publication 
is mischievous*, and that I have chosen these airs but as 

* See Letters, under the signatures of Timasus, &c. ? in the Morning 
Post, Pilot, and other papers. 



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a vehicle of dangerous politics — as fair and precious 
vessels (to borrow an image of St. Augustin*), from which 
the wine of error might be administered. To those who 
identify nationality with treason, and who see, in every 
effort for Ireland, a system of hostility towards England, 
— to those, too, who, nursed in the gloom of prejudice, 
are alarmed by the faintest gleam of liberality that 
threatens to disturb their darkness — like that Demophon 
of old, who, when the sun shone upon him, shivered f — 
to such men I shall not deign to offer an apology for the 
warmth of any political sentiment which may occur in the 
course of these pages. But as there are many, among the 
more wise and tolerant, who, with feeling enough to mourn 
over the wrongs of their country, and sense enough to 
perceive all the danger of not redressing them, may yet 
think that allusions in the least degree bold or inflam- 
matory should be avoided in a publication of this popular 
description — I beg of these respected persons to believe, 
that there is no one who deprecates more sincerely than I 
do, any appeal to the passions of an ignorant and angry 



* "Non accuso verba, quasi vasa electa atque pretiosa; sed vinum 
erroris quod cum eis nobis propinatur." — Lib. i. Confess, chap. 16. 

■f This emblem of modern bigots was head-butler (rpaTre^oTroiog) to 
Alexander the Great. — Sext. Empir. Pyrrh. Hypoth. lib. i. 



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multitude ; but that it is not through that gross and in- 
flammable region of society a work of this nature could 
ever have been intended to circulate. It looks much 
higher for its audience and readers : it is found upon the 
piano-fortes of the rich and the educated — of those who 
can afford to have their national zeal a little stimulated, 
without exciting much dread of the excesses into which it 
may hurry them ; and of many whose nerves may be, 
now and then, alarmed with advantage, as much more is 
to be gained by their fears than could ever be expected 
from their justice. 

Having thus adverted to the principal objection which 
has been hitherto made to the poetical part of this work, 
allow me to add a few words in defence of my ingenious 
coadjutor, Sir John Stevenson, who has been accused of 
having spoiled the simplicity of the airs by the chromatic 
richness of his symphonies, and the elaborate variety of 
his harmonies, We might cite the example of the admir- 
able Haydn, who has sported through all the mazes of 
musical science, in his arrangement of the simplest Scottish 
melodies ; but it appears to me, that Sir John Stevenson 
has brought a national feeling to this task, which it would 
be in vain to expect from a foreigner, however tasteful or 
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trace a vein of Irish sentiment, which points him out as 
peculiarly suited to catch the spirit of his country's music; 
and, far from agreeing with those fastidious critics who 
think that his symphonies have nothing kindred with the 
airs which they introduce, I would say that, in general, 
they resemble those illuminated initials of old manuscripts, 
which are of the same character with the writing which 
follows, though more highly coloured and more curiously 
ornamented. 

In those airs, which are arranged for voices, his skill 
has particularly distinguished itself ; and, though it cannot 
be denied that a single melody most naturally expresses 
the language of feeling and passion, yet often, when a 
favourite strain has been dismissed, as having lost its 
charm of novelty for the year, it returns, in a harmonised 
shape, with new claims upon our interest and attention ; 
and to those who study the delicate artifices of composition, 
the construction of the inner parts of these pieces must 
afford, I think, considerable satisfaction. Every voice has 
an air to itself, a flowing succession of notes, which might 
be heard with pleasure, independently of the rest — so 
artfully has the harmonist (if I may thus express it) 
g duelled the melody, distributing an equal portion of its 
sweetness to every part. 



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If your Ladyship's love of Music were not known to me, 
I should not have hazarded so long a letter upon the 
subject ; but as, probably, I may have presumed too far 
upon your partiality, the best revenge you can take is to 
write me just as long a letter upon Painting; and I 
promise to attend to your theory of the art, with a 
pleasure only surpassed by that which I have so often 
derived from your practice of it. — May the mind which 
such talents adorn continue calm as it is bright, and 
happy as it is virtuous ! 

Believe me, your Ladyship's 

Grateful Friend and Servant, 

Thomas Moore. 



ADVERTISEMENT 



FOURTH NUMBER. 

This Number of the Melodies ought to have appeared 
much earlier ; and the writer of the words is ashamed to 
confess, that the delay of its publication must be imputed 
chiefly, if not entirely, to him. He finds it necessary to 



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make this avowal, not only for the purpose of removing 
all blame from the Publisher, but in consequence of a 
rumour which has been circulated industriously in Dublin, 
that the Irish Government had interfered to prevent the 
continuance of the Work. 

This would be, indeed, a revival of Henry the Eighth's 
enactments against Minstrels, and it is flattering to find 
that so much importance is attached to our compilation, 
even by such persons as the inventors of the report. 
Bishop Lowth, it is true, was of opinion, that one song, 
like the Hymn to Harmodius, would have done more 
towards rousing the spirit of the Romans than all the 
Philippics of Cicero. But we live in wiser and less 
musical times : ballads have long lost their revolutionary 
powers ; and we question if even a " Lillibullero " would 
produce any very serious consequences at present. It is 
needless, therefore, to add, that there is no truth in the 
report ; and we trust that whatever belief it obtained was 
founded rather upon the character of the Government than 
of the Work. 

The Airs of the last Number, though full of originality 
and beauty, were, perhaps, in general, too curiously 
selected to become all at once as popular as, we think, 
they deserve to be. The Public are remarkably reserved 



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towards new acquaintances in music, which, perhaps, is 
one of the reasons why many modern composers introduce 
none but old friends to their notice. Indeed, it is natural 
that persons, who love music only by association, should 
be slow in feeling the charms of a new and strange 
melody ; while those, who have a quick sensibility for 
this enchanting art, will as naturally seek and enjoy 
novelty, because in every variety of strain they find a 
fresh combination of ideas ; and the sound has scarcely 
reached the ear, before the heart has rapidly translated 
it into sentiment. After all, however, it cannot be denied 
that the most popular of our National Airs are also the 
most beautiful ; and it has been our wish in the present 
Number, to select from those melodies only which have 
long been listened to and admired. The least known in 
the collection is the Air of " Love's Young Dream ; " but 
it is one of those easy, artless strangers, whose merit the 
heart acknowledges instantly. 

T. M. 

Bury Street, St. Jamess,, 
Nov. 1811. 



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ADVERTISEMENT 



FIFTH NUMBER. 

It is but fair to those, who take an interest in this Work, 
to state that it is now very near its termination, and that 
the Sixth Number, which shall speedily appear, will, most 
probably, be the last of the series. Three volumes 
will then have been completed, according to the original 
plan, and the Proprietors desire me to say that a List 
of Subscribers will be published with the concluding 
Number. 

It is not so much from a want of materials, and still 
less from any abatement of zeal or industry, that we have 
adopted the resolution of bringing our task to a close ; 
but we feel so proud, for our country's sake and our own, 
of the interest which this purely Irish Work has excited, 
and so anxious lest a particle of that interest should be 
lost by any ill-judged protraction of its existence, that 
we think it wiser to take away the cup from the lip, while 
its flavour is yet, we trust, fresh and sweet, than to risk 



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any longer trial of the charm, or give so much as not to 
leave some wish for more. In speaking thus, I allude 
entirely to the Airs, which are, of course, the main 
attraction of these Volumes ; and though we have still 
many popular and delightful Melodies to produce*, yet 
it cannot be denied that we should soon experience some 
difficulty in equalling the richness and novelty of the 
earlier Numbers, for which, as we had the choice of all 
before us, we naturally selected only the most rare and 
beautiful. The Poetry, too, would be sure to sympathise 
with the decline of the Music ; and, however feebly my 
words have kept pace with the excellence of the Airs, they 
would follow their falling off, I fear, with wonderful 
alacrity. So that, altogether, both pride and prudence 
counsel us to stop, while the work is yet, we believe, 
flourishing and attractive, and in the imperial attitude 
" stantes mori" before we incur the charge either of 
altering for the worse, or what is equally unpardonable, 
continuing too long the same. 

* Among these is Savourna Deelish, which I have hitherto only 
withheld from the diffidence I feel in treading upon the same ground 
with Mr. Campbell, whose beautiful words to this fine Air have taken 
too strong possession of all ears and hearts, for me to think of producing 
any impression after him. I suppose, however, I must attempt it for 
the next Number. 



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We beg. however, to say, it is only in the event of our 
failing to find Airs as exquisite as most of those we have 
given, that we mean thus to anticipate the natural period 
of dissolution — like those Indians who put their relatives 
to death when they become feeble — and they who wish 
to retard this Euthanasia of the Irish Melodies, cannot 
better effect it than by contributing to our collection, not 
what are called curious Airs, for we have abundance of 
them, and they are, in general, only curious, but any real 
sweet and expressive Songs of our Country, which either 
chance or research may have brought into their hands. 

T. M. 

Mayfield Cottage, Ashbourne, 
December, 1813. 



ADVERTISEMENT 



TO THE 

SIXTH NUMBER. 



In presenting this Sixth Number to the Public as our last, 
and bidding adieu to the Irish Harp for ever, we shall not 
answer very confidently for the strength of our resolution, 
nor feel quite sure that it may not prove, after all, to be 



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only one of those eternal farewells which a lover takes of 
his mistress occasionally. Our only motive, indeed, for 
discontinuing the Work was a fear that our treasures 
were nearly exhausted, and an unwillingness to descend 
to the gathering of mere seed-pearl, after the very valu- 
able gems it has been our lot to string together. The 
announcement, however, of this intention, in our Fifth 
Number, has excited a degree of anxiety in the lovers of 
Irish Music, not only pleasant and flattering, but highly 
useful to us; for the various contributions we have re- 
ceived in consequence have enriched our collection with so 
many choice and beautiful Airs, that if we keep to our 
resolution of publishing no more, it will certainly be an 
instance of forbearance and self-command, unexampled in 
the history of poets and musicians. To one Gentleman 
in particular, who has been many years resident in 
England, but who has not forgot, among his various 
pursuits, either the language or the melodies of his native 
country, we beg to offer our best thanks for the many 
interesting communications with which he has favoured 
us ; and we trust that he and our other friends will not 
relax in those efforts by which we have been so consider- 
ably assisted ; for, though the work must now be con- 
sidered as defunct, yet — as Reaumur, the naturalist, 



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found out the art of making the cicada sing after it was 
dead — it is not impossible that, some time or other, we 
may try a similar experiment upon the Irish Melodies. 

T. M. 

Mayfield Ashbourne, 
March, 1815. 



ADVERTISEMENT 



TO THE 



SEVENTH NUMBER. 



If I had consulted only my own judgment, this Work 
would not have extended beyond the Six Numbers already 
published; which contain, perhaps, the flower of our 
national melodies, and have attained a rank in public 
favour, of which I would not willingly risk the forfeiture, 
by degenerating, in any way, from those merits that were 
its source. Whatever treasures of our music were still in 
reserve, (and it will be seen, I trust, that they are nu- 
merous and valuable,) I would gladly have left to future 
poets to glean, and, with the ritual words " tibi trado" 



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would have delivered up the torch into other hands, before 
it had lost much of its light in my own. But the call for 
a continuance of the work has been, as I understand from 
the Publisher, so general, and we have received so many 
contributions of old and beautiful airs*, the suppression 
of which, for the enhancement of those we have published, 
would resemble too much the policy of the Dutch in 
burning their spices, that I have been persuaded, though 
not without considerable diffidence in my success, to com- 
mence a new series of the Irish Melodies. 

T. M. 



* One Gentleman, in particular, whose name I shall feel happy in 
being allowed to mention, has not only sent us nearly forty ancient airs, 
but has communicated many curious fragments of Irish poetry, and some 
interesting traditions current in the country where he resides, illustrated 
by sketches of the romantic scenery to which they refer ; all of which, 
though too late for the present Number, will be of infinite service to us 
in the prosecution of our task. 



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DEDICATION 



TO 



THE MARCHIONESS OE HEADFOBT, 



PREFIXED TO 



THE TENTH NUMBER. 



It is with a pleasure, not unmixed with melancholy, that 
I dedicate the last Number of the Irish Melodies to your 
Ladyship ; nor can I have any doubt that the feelings 
with which you receive the tribute will be of the same 
mingled and saddened tone. To you, who though but 
little beyond the season of childhood, when the earlier 
numbers of this work appeared, lent the aid of your beau- 
tiful voice, and, even then, exquisite feeling for music, to 
the happy circle who met, to sing them together, under 
your father's roof, the gratification, whatever it may be, 
which this humble offering brings, cannot be otherwise 
than darkened by the mournful reflection, how many of 
the voices which then joined with ours are now silent in 
death ! 



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I am not without hope that, as far as regards the 
grace and spirit of the Melodies, you will find this closing 
portion of the work not unworthy of what has pre- 
ceded it. The Sixteen Airs, of which the Number and 
the Supplement consist, have been selected from the 
immense mass of Irish music which has been for years 
past accumulating in my hands ; and it was from a desire 
to include all that appeared most worthy of preservation, 
that the four supplementary songs which follow this Tenth 
Number have been added. 

Trusting that I may yet again, in rememberance of old 
times, hear our voices together in some of the harmonized 
airs of this Volume, I have the honour to subscribe 
myself, 

Your Ladyship's faithful Friend and Servant, 

Thomas Moore. 

Sloperton Cottage, 
May, 1834. 



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Note 1. page 7. 

One chord from that harp or one lock from that hair. 

" In the twenty-eighth year of the reign of Henry VIII. an Act was 
made respecting the habits, and dress in general, of the Irish, whereby 
all persons were restrained from being shorn or shaven above the ears, 
or from wearing G-libbes, or Coulins (long locks), on their heads, or hair 
on their upper lip, called Crommeal. On this occasion a song was 
written by one of our bards, in which an Irish virgin is made to give the 
preference to her dear Coulin (or the youth with the flowing locks) to 
all strangers (by which the English were meant), or those who wore their 
habits. Of this song the air alone has reached us, and is universally 
admired." — Walker's Historical Memoirs of Irish Bards, p. 134. 
Mr. Walker informs us, also, that about the same period there were some 
harsh measures taken against the Irish Minstrels. 

Note 2. page 8. 

REMEMBER THE GLORIES OP BRIEN THE BRAVE. 

Brien Borombe, the great Monarch of Ireland, who was killed at the 
battle of Clontarf, in the beginning of the 11th century, after having 
defeated the Danes in twenty-five engagements. 



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Note 3. page 8. 
Thd lost to Mononia and cold in the grave, 
Munster. 



Note 4. page 8. 
He returns to Kinkora no more 1 
The palace of Brien. 

Note 5. page 10. 
Forget not our wounded companions, who stood. 

This alludes to an interesting circumstance related of the Dalgais, the 
favourite troops of Brien, when they were interrupted in their return 
from the battle of Clontarf, by Fitzpatrick, prince of Ossory. The 
wounded men entreated that they might be allowed to fight with the 
rest. — " Let stakes (they said) be stuck in the ground, and suffer each 
of us, tied to and supported by one of these stakes, to be placed in his 
rank by the side of a sound man." " Between seven and eight hundred 
wounded men (adds O'Halloran), pale, emaciated, and supported in this 
manner, appeared mixed with the foremost of the troops; — never was 
such another sight exhibited." — History of Ireland, Book XII. Chap. i. 



Note 6. page 11. 
In times of old through Ammon's shade, 
Solis Fons, near the Temple of Ammon. 



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Note 7. page 16. 

THE MEETING OF THE WATERS. 

" The Meeting of the Waters " forms a part of that beautiful scenery 
which lies between Rathdrum and Arklow, in the county of Wicklow ; 
and these lines were suggested by a visit to this romantic spot, in the 
summer of the year 1807. 



Note 8. page 16. 
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet 
The rivers Avon and Avoca. 



Note 9. page 19. 

RICH AND RARE WERE THE GEMS SHE WORE, 

This ballad is founded upon the following anecdote : — " The people 
were inspired with such a spirit of honour, virtue, and religion, by the 
great example of Brien, and by his excellent administration, that, as a 
proof of it, we are informed that a young lady of great beauty, adorned 
with jewels and a costly dress, undertook a journey alone, from one end 
of the kingdom to the other, with a wand only in her hand, at the top of 
which was a ring of exceeding great value ; and such an impression had the 
laws and government of this monarch made on the minds of all the people, 
that no attempt was made upon her honour, nor was she robbed of her 
clothes or jewels." — Warner's History of Ireland, Vol. I. Book x. 



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Note 10. page 21. 
We're fallen upon gloomy days. 

I have endeavoured here, without losing that Irish character which 
it is my object to preserve throughout this work, to allude to the sad 
and ominous fatality, by which England has been deprived of so many 
great and good men, at a moment when she most requires all the aids of 
talent and integrity. 

Note 11. page 22. 
Thou, of the Hundred Fights ! 

This designation, which has been applied to Lord Nelson before, is 
the title given to a celebrated Irish Hero, in a Poem by O'Guive, the 
bard of O'Neil, which is quoted in the " Philosophical Survey of the 
South of Ireland," p. 433. " Con, of the hundred Fights, sleep in thy 
grass-grown tomb, and upbraid not our defeats with thy victories!" 

Note 12. page 22. 
Truth, peace, and freedom hung ! 
Fox, " Romanorum ultimus." 



Note 13. page 25. 
Where weary travellers love to call. 

" In every house was one or two harps, free to all travellers, who 
were the more caressed the more they excelled in music." — O'Halloran. 



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Note 14. page 29. 

ST. SENANUS. 

In a metrical life of St. Senanus, which is taken from an old Kilkenny 
- 
MS., and may be found among the Acta Sanctorum Hibernice, we are 

told of his flight to the Island of Scattery, and his resolution not to admit 

any woman of the party ; he refused to receive even a sister saint, St. 

Cannera, whom an angel had taken to the island for the express purpose 

of introducing her to him. The following was the ungracious answer of 

Senanus, according to his poetical biographer : - — 

Cui Prcesul, quid fceminis 
Commune est cum monachis ? 
Nee te nee ullam aliam 
Admittemus in insulam. 
See the Acta Sanct. Hib. p. 610. 

According to Dr. Ledwich, St. Senanus was no less a personage than 
the river Shannon ; but O'Connor and other antiquarians deny the 
metamorphose indignantly. 

i 

Note 15. page 38. 
When Malachi wore the collar of gold. 

" This brought on an encounter between Malachi (the Monarch of 
Ireland in the tenth century) and the Danes, in which Malachi defeated 
two of their champions, whom he encountered successively, hand to hand, 
taking a collar of gold from the neck of one, and carrying off the sword 
of the other, as trophies of his victory." — Warner's History of Ireland, 
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Note 16. page 38. 
Led the Red- Branch Knights to danger. 

" Military orders of knights were very early established in Ireland ; 
long before the birth of Christ we find an hereditary order of Chivalry 
in Ulster called Curaidhe na Craiobhe ruadh, or the Knights of the 
Red-Branch, from their chief seat in Emania, adjoining to the palace of 
the Ulster kings, called Teagh na Craiobhe ruadh, or the Academy of 
the Red-Branch ; and contiguous to which was a large hospital, founded 
for the sick knights and soldiers, called Bronbhearg, or the House of the 
Sorrowful Soldier." — O'Halloran's Introduction, fyc, Part I. Chap. v. 

Note 17. page 38. 
For the long-faded glories they cover. 

It was an old tradition, in the time of Giraldus, that Lough Neagh 
had been originally a fountain, by whose sudden overflowing the country 
was inundated, and a whole region, like the Atlantis of Plato, over- 
whelmed. He says that the fishermen, in clear weather, used to point 
out to strangers the tall ecclesiastical towers under the water. Piscatores 
aquce illius turres ecclesiastic as, quce more patrice arctce sunt et altce, 
necnon et rotundce, sub undis manifeste sereno tempore conspiciunt, et 
extraneis transeuntibus, reique causas admirantibus, frequenter ostendunt. 
— Topogk. Hib., Dist. ii. c. 9. 

Note 18. page 39. 

THE SONG OF FIONNUALA. 

To make this story intelligible in a song would require a much greater 
number of verses than any one is authorised to inflict upon an audience 



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at once ; the reader must therefore be content to learn, in a note, that 
Fionnuala, the daughter of Lir, was, by some supernatural power, trans- 
formed into a swan, and condemned to wander for many hundred years, 
over certain lakes and rivers in Ireland, till the coming of Christianity, 
when the first sound of the mass-bell was to be the signal of her release. 
— I found this fanciful fiction among some manuscript translations from 
the Irish, which were begun under the direction of that enlightened 
friend of Ireland, the late Countess of Moira. 

Note 19. page 43. 
Like the bright lamp that shone in Kild are's holy fane. 

The inextinguishable fire of St. Bridget, at Kildare, which Giraldus 
mentions, "Apud Kildariam occurrit Ignis Sanctae Brigidae, quern in- 
extinguibilem vocant; non quod extingui non possit, sed quod tarn 
solicite moniales et sanctaa mulieres ignem, suppetente materia, fovent 
et nutriunt, ut a. tempore virginis per tot annorum curricula semper 
mansit inextinctus." — Girald. Camb. de Mirabil. Hibern., Dist. ii. 
c. 34. 

Note 20. page 44. 
And daylight and liberty bless the young flower. 

Mrs. H. Tighe, in her exquisite lines on the lily, has applied this 
image to a still more important object. 

Note 21. page 45. 

oh! blame not the bard. 

We may suppose this apology to have been uttered by one of those 

wandering bards, whom Spenser so severely, and perhaps truly, describes 

in his " State of Ireland," and whose poems, he tells us, "were sprinkled 



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with some pretty flowers of their natural device, which have good grace 
and comeliness unto them, the which it is great pity to see abused to the 
gracing of wickedness and vice, which, with good usage, would serve to 
adorn and beautify virtue." 

Note 22. page 45. 
Might have bent a proud bow to the warrior's dart. 

It is conjectured, by TVorniius, that the name of Ireland is derived from 
Yr, the Runic for a boiv , in the use of which weapon the Irish were once 
very expert. This derivation is certainly more creditable to us than the 
following : " So that Ireland (called the land of Ire, from the constant 
broils therein for 400 years) was now become the land of concord." 

— Lloyd's State Worthies, art. The Lord Grandison. 

Note 23. page 46. 
Like the tvreath of Harmodius, should cover his sword. 

See the Hymn, attributed to Alcosus, Ey /.ivprov K\adi to ^ityoQ tyoprjaio 

— "I will carry my sword, hidden in myrtles, like Harmodius and 
Aristogiton," &c. 

Note 24. page 50. 
Which near our planet smiling came. 

" Of such celestial bodies as are visible, the sun excepted, the single 
moon, as despicable as it is in comparison to most of the others, is much 
more beneficial than they all put together." — Whiston's Theory, S?c. 

In the Entretiens d'Ariste, among other ingenious emblems, we find 
a starry sky without a moon, with these words, Non mille, quod absens. 



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Note 25. page 51. 
The brook can see no moon but this. 
This image was suggested by the following thought, which occurs 
somewhere in Sir William Jones's works : " The moon looks upon many 
night-flowers, the night-flower sees but one moon." 

Note 26. page 52. 

A butterfly fresh from the night-flower's kisses. 

An emblem of the soul. 

Note 27. page 55. 
May we fledge that horn in triumph round ! 

" The Irish Corna was not entirely devoted to martial purposes. In 
the heroic ages our ancestors quaffed Meadh out of them, as the Danish 
hunters do their beverage at this day." — Walker. 

Note 28. page 58. 

THE IRISH PEASANT TO HIS MISTRESS. 

Meaning, allegorically, the ancient church of Ireland. 

Note 29. page 59. 
Where shineth thy spirit, there liberty shineth too ! 

" Where the spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty." — St. Paul, 2 Cor. 
iii. 17. 



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IRISH MELODIES. 

Note 30. page 63. 
The cold chain of Silence had hung o'er thee long. 

In that rebellious but beautiful song, " When Erin first rose," there is, 
if I recollect right, the following line : — 

" The dark chain of Silence was thrown o'er the deep." 

The Chain of Silence was a sort of practical figure of rhetoric among 
the ancient Irish. Walker tells us of a celebrated contention for pre- 
cedence between Finn and Gaul, near Finn's palace at Almhaim, where 
the attending bards, anxious, if possible, to produce a cessation of hos- 
tilities, shook the Chain of Silence, and flung themselves among the 
ranks." See also the Ode to Gaul, the Son of 3Iorni, in Miss Brooke's 
Reliques of Irish Poetry. 

Note 31. page 66. 

THE PRINCE'S DAY. 

This song was written for a fete in honour of the Prince of Wales's 
birthday, given by my friend, Major Bryan, at his seat in the county of 
Kilkenny. 

Note 32. page 71. 

BY THAT LAKE WHOSE GLOOMY SHORE. 

This ballad is founded upon one of the many stories related of St. 
Kevin, whose bed in the rock is to be seen at Glendalough, a most gloomy 
and romantic spot in the county of Wicklow. 

Note 33. page 71. 
Sky-lark never warbles o'er. 

There are many other curious traditions concerning this Lake, which 
may be found in Giraldus, Colgan, &c. 



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Note 34. page 74. 

IT IS NOT THE TEAK AT THIS MOMENT SHED. 

These lines were occasioned by the loss of a very near and dear relative, 
who died lately at Madeira. 

Note 35. page 76. 
Than to remember thee, Mary! 
I have here made a feeble effort to imitate that exquisite inscription of 
Shenstone's, " Heu ! quanto minus est cum reliquis versari quam tui 
meniinisse ! " 

Note 36. page 78. 
Avenging and bright fall the swift sword o/°Erin. 
The words of this song were suggested by the very ancient Irish story 
called "Deirdri, or the Lamentable Fate of the Sons of Usnach," which 
has been translated literally from the Gaelic, by Mr. OTlanagan (see 
Vol. I. of Transactions of the Gaelic Society of Dublin), and upon which 
it appears that the "Darthula of Macpherson" is founded. The treachery 
of Conor, King of Ulster, in putting to death the three sons of Osna, 
was the cause of a desolating war against Ulster, which terminated in 
the destruction of Eman. " This story (says Mr. O'Flanagan) has been, 
from time immemorial, held in high repute as one of the three tragic 
stories of the Irish. These are, ' The death of the children of Touran ; ' 
i The death of the children of Lear ' (both regarding Tuatha de Danans) ; 
and this, 'The death of the children of Usnach,' which is a Milesian story." 
It will be recollected that, in the Second Number of these Melodies, 
there is a ballad upon the story of the children of Lear or Lir ; "Silent, 
oh Moyle ! " &c. 



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IRISH MELODIES. 

Whatever may be thought of those sanguine claims to antiquity, which 
Mr. O'Flanagan and others advance for the literature of Ireland, it would 
be a very lasting reproach upon our nationality, if the Gaelic researches 
of this gentleman did not meet with all the liberal encouragement they 
merit. 

Note 37. page 78. 
By the red cloud that hung over Conor's dark dwelling, 
" Oh Nasi ! view that cloud that I here see in the sky ! I see over 
Eman-green a chilling cloud of blood-tinged-red." — Deidris Song. 

Note 38. page 78. 
When Ulad's three champions lay sleeping in gore. 
Ulster. 

Note 39. page 83. 
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from, the kingdom of souls. 

"There are countries," says Montaigne, "where they believe the 
souls of the happy live in all manner of liberty, in delightful fields ; and 
that it is those souls, repeating the words we utter which we call Echo." 

Note 40. page 84. 
Through Morna's grove. 

" Steals silently to Morna's grove." 

See a translation from the Irish, in Mr. Bunting's collection, by John 
Brown, one of my earliest college companions and friends ; whose death 
was as singularly melancholy and unfortunate as his life had been amiable, 
honourable, and exemplary. 



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NOTES. 

Note 41. page 87. 

And neglected his task for the flowers on the way. 

Proposito florem praetulit officio. — Propert. Lib. i. Eleg 20. 

Note 42. page 88. 
A triple grass. 

St. Patrick is said to have made use of that species of the trefoil, to 
which in Ireland we give the name of Shamrock, in explaining the 
doctrine of the Trinity to the Pagan Irish. I do not know if there be 
any other reason for our adoption of this plant as a national emblem. 
Hope, among the Ancients, was sometimes represented as a beautiful 
child, standing upon tip-toes, and a trefoil, or three-coloured grass, in her 
hand. 

Note 43. page 91. 

PRINCE OF BREFFNI. 

These stanzas are founded upon an event of most melancholy im- 
portance to Ireland ; if, as we are told by our Irish historians, it gave 
England the first opportunity of profiting by our divisions and subduing 
us. The following are the circumstances, as related by O'Halloran : — 
" The king of Leinster had long conceived a violent affection for Dear- 
bhorgil, daughter to the king of Meath, and though she had been for 
some time married to O'Ruark, prince of Breffni, yet it could not restrain 
his passion. They carried on a private correspondence, and she informed 
him that O'Ruark intended soon to go on a pilgrimage (an act of piety 
frequent in those days), and conjured him to embrace that opportunity of 
conveying her from a husband she detested to a lover she adored. Mac 
Murchad too punctually obeyed the summons, and had the lady conveyed 



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IEISH MELODIES. 

to his capital of Ferns." — The monarch Roderick espoused the cause of 
O'Ruark, while Mac Mnrchad fled to England, and obtained the assist- 
ance of Henry II. 

" Such," adds Giraldus Canibrensis (as I find him in an old translation), 
"islhe variable and fickle nature of woman, by whom all mischief in the 
world (for the most part) do happen and come, as may appear by Marcus 
Antonius, and by the destruction of Troy." 

Note 44. page 93. 

YOU REMEMBER ELLEN. 

This ballad was suggested by a well-known and interesting story told 
of a certain noble family in England. 

Note 45. page 101. 
We've but to make love to the lips ive are near. 

I believe it is Marmontel who says, " Quand on n'a pas ce que Von 
aime, il faut aimer ce que Von «." — There are so many matter-of-fact 
people, who take such jeux d 'esprit as this defence of inconstancy to be 
the actual and genuine sentiments of him who writes them, that they 
compel one, in self-defence, to be as matter-of-fact as themselves, and to 
remind them, that Democritus was not the worse physiologist for having 
playfully contended that snow was black ; nor Erasmus in any degree 
the less wise for having written an ingenious encomium of Folly. 

Note 46. page 112. 
Been like our Lagenian mine. 

Our Wicklow gold-mines, to which this verse alludes, deserve, I fear, 
but too well the character here given of them. 



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NOTES. 

Note 47. page 112. 
Has Hope, like the bird in the story. 

" The bird, having got his prize, settled not far off, with the talisman 
in his mouth. The prince drew near it, hoping it would drop it; 
but as he approached, the bird took wing, and settled again," &c. — 
Arabian Nights-*- Story of Kummir al Zummaun and the Princess of 
China. 



Note 48. page 120. 
Like him the Sprite. 

This alludes to a kind of Irish fairy, which is to be met with, they 
say, in the fields at dusk ; — as long as you keep your eyes upon him, he 
is fixed, and in your power ; but the moment you look away (and he is 
ingenious in furnishing some inducement) he vanishes. I had thought' 
that this was the sprite which we call the Leprechaun ; but a high 
authority upon such subjects, Lady Morgan (in a note upon her national 
and interesting novel, O'Donnel), has given a very different account of 
that goblin. 



Note 49. page 131. 
At once, like a Sun-burst, her banner unfurVd. 

"The Sun-burst" was the fanciful name given by the ancient Irish to 
the royal banner. 



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IKISH MELODIES. 

Note 50. page 136. 
'Mid desolation tuneful still ! 

" Dimidio magicas resonant ubi Memnone chordae." — Juvenal. 

Note 51. page 148. 
Tho the nymphs may have livelier poets to sing them. 

"Tous les habitans de Mercure sont vifs." — Pluralite des Mondes. 

Note 52. page 149. 
And look, in their twilights, as lovely as you. 

" La Terre pourra etre pour Venus l'etoile du berger et la mere des 
amours, comme Venus Test pour nous." — Ibid. 

Note 53. page 157. 
Yes, sad one of Sion, if closely resembling. 

These verses were written after the perusal of a treatise by Mr. 
Hamilton, professing to prove that the Irish were originally Jews. 

Note 54. page 157. 
And "while it is day yet, her sun hath gone down." 

" Her sun is gone down while it was yet day." — Jer. xv. 9. 

Note 55. page 158. 
Ah, well may we call her like thee, " the Forsaken" 

"Thou shalt no more be termed Forsaken." — Isaiah, lxii. 4. 



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NOTES. 

Note 56. page 158. 
When that cup, which for others the proud Golden City. 

"How hath the oppressor ceased! the golden city ceased!" — Isaiah, 
xiv. 11. 

Note 57. page 158. 
And, a ruin, at last, for the earth-worm to cover. 

" Thy pomp is brought down to the grave and the worms cover 

thee/' — Isaiah, xiv. 4. 



Note 58. page 158. 
The Lady of Kingdoms lay low in the dust. 

"Thou shalt no more be called the Lady of Kingdoms, 
xlvii. 5. 



Isaiah, 



Note 59. page 161. 
Oh, ye Dead ! oh, ye Dead ! whom we know by the light you give. 

Paul Zealand mentions that there is a mountain in some part of 
Ireland, where the ghosts of persons who have died in foreign lands walk 
about and converse with those they meet, like living people. If asked 
why they do not return to their homes, they say they are obliged to go 
to Mount Hecla, and disappear immediately. 

Note 60. page 169. 
/ wish I was by that dim Lake. 

These verses are meant to allude to that ancient haunt of superstition, 
called Patrick's Purgatory. " In the midst of these gloomy regions of 



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IRISH MELODIES. 

Donegal (says Dr. Campbell) lay a lake, which was to become the mystic 
theatre of this fabled and intermediate state. In the lake were several 
islands ; but one of them was dignified with that called the Mouth of 
Purgatory, which, during the dark ages, attracted the notice of all Chris- 
tendom, and was the resort of penitents and pilgrims from almost every 
country in Europe." 

" It was," as the same writer tells us, " one of the most dismal and 
dreary spots in the North, almost inaccessible, through deep glens and 
rugged mountains, frightful with impending rocks, and the hollow mur- 
murs of the western winds in dark caverns, peopled only with such fan- 
tastic beings as the mind, however gay, is, from strange association, wont 
to appropriate to such gloomy scenes." — Strictures on the Ecclesiastical 
and Literary History of Ireland. 

Note 61. page 175. 

'twas one of those dreams, that by music are brought. 

Written during a visit to Lord Kenmare, at Killarney. 

Note 62. page 178. 
He hath been won down by them. 

In describing the Skeligs (islands of the Barony of Forth), Dr. Keating 
says, " There is a certain attractive virtue in the soil which draws down 
all the birds that attempt to fly over it, and obliges them to light upon 
the rock." 

Note 63. page 178. 
Lakes, where the pearl lies hid. 

"Nennius, a British writer of the ninth century, mentions the abun- 
dance of pearls in Ireland. Their princes, he says, hung them behind 



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NOTES. 



their ears; and this we find confirmed by a present made, A.C. 1094, by 
Gilbert, Bishop of Limerick, to Anselm, Archbishop of Canterbury, of a 
considerable quantity of Irish pearls." — O'Halloran. 



Note 64. page 178. 
Glens, where Ocean comes. 



GlensarifF. 



Note 65. page 180. 
And breathe the fresh air of life's morning once more. 

Jours charmans, quand je songe a vos heureux instans. 
Je pense remonter le fleuve de mes ans ; 
Et mon coeur enchante sur sa rive fleurie 
Respire encore 1'air pur du matin de la vie. 



Note 66. page 180. 
Is all we enjoy of each other in this. 

The same thought has been happily expressed by my friend Mr. Wash- 
ington Irving, in his Bracebridge Hall, Vol. I. p. 213. The pleasure 
which I feel in calling this gentleman my friend, is much enhanced by 
the reflection that he is too good an American to have admitted me so 
readily to such a distinction, if he had not known that my feelings towards 
the great and free country that gave him birth have long been such as 
every real lover of the liberty and happiness of the human race must 
entertain. 



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IRISH MELODIES. 

Note 67. page 182, 
And proclaim to the ivorld what a star hath been tost ! 

It is only the two first verses that are either fitted or intended to be 

sung. 

Note 68. page 185. 

DESMOND'S SONG. 

" Thomas, the heir of the Desmond family, had accidentally been so en- 
gaged in the chase, that he was benighted near Tralee, and obliged to take 
shelter at the Abbey of Feal, in the house of one of his dependents, called 
Mac Cormac Catherine, a beautiful daughter of his host, instantly in- 
spired the Earl with a violent passion, which he could not subdue. He 
married her, and by this inferior alliance alienated his followers, whose 
brutal pride regarded this indulgence of his love as an unpardonable de- 
gradation of his family." — Leland, Vol. II. 

Note 69. page 187. 
Like him, the boy, who born among. 

The God of Silence, thus pictured by the Egyptians. 

Note 70. page 193. 
As from a parting spirit, came. 

The thought here was suggested by some beautiful lines in Mr. Rogers's 
Poem of Human Life, beginning — ■ 

" Now in the glimmering, dying light she grows 
Less and less earthly." 



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I would quote the entire passage, but that I fear to put my own 
humble imitation of it out of countenance. 



Note 71. page 197. 
The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall. 
The palace of Fin Mac-Cumhal (the Fingal of Macpherson) in Leinster. 
It was built on the top of the hill, which has retained from thence the 
name of the Hill of Allen, in the County of Kildare. The Finians, or 
Fenii, were the celebrated National Militia of Ireland, which this chief 
commanded. The introduction of the Danes in the above song is an 
anachronism common to most of the Finian and Ossianic legends. 



Note 72. page 198. 
And the Sun-burst o'er them floated wide. 

The name given to the banner of the Irish. 



Note 73. page 203. 
Thy Naiads prepare his steed for him. 

The particulars of the tradition respecting O'Donohue and his White 
Horse may be found in Mr. Weld's Account of Killarney, or more fully 
detailed in Derrick's Letters. For many years after his death, the spirit 
of this hero is supposed to have been seen on the morning of May-day, 
gliding over the lake on his favourite white horse, to the sound of sweet 
unearthly music, and preceded by groups of youths and maidens, who 
flung wreaths of delicate spring-flowers in his path. 



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Among other stories connected with this Legend of the Lakes, it is 
said that there was a young and beautiful girl, whose imagination was so 
impressed with the idea of this visionary chieftain, that she fancied 
herself in love with him, and at last, in a fit of insanity, on a May- 
morning, threw herself into the lake. 



Note 74. page 204. 
WJien newly launch 1 d 9 thy long mane curls. 
The boatmen at Killarney call those waves which come on a windy 
day, crested with foam, " O'Donohue's white horses." 



Note 75. page 209. 
Was like that rock of the Druid race. 

The Rocking Stones of the Druids, some of which no force is able to 
dislodge from their stations. 



Note 76. page 210. 
" Our destined home or grave ? " 
"Milesius remembered the remarkable prediction of the principal 
Druid, who foretold that the posterity of Gadelus should obtain the pos- 
session of a Western Island (which was Ireland), and there inhabit." — 
Keating. 



NOTES. 



Note 77. page 210. 
" ' Tis Innisfail — 'tis Innisfail ! " 
The Island of Destiny, one of the ancient names of Ireland. 



Note 78. page 213. 
Which dreaming poets sing. 

" The inhabitants of Arranmore are still persuaded that, in a clear day, 
they can see from this coast Hy Brysail, or the Enchanted Island, the 
Paradise of the Pagan Irish, and concerning which they relate a number 
of romantic stories." — Beaufort's Ancient Topography of Ireland. 



Note 79. page 215. 

SILENCE IS IN OUR FESTAL HALLS. 

It is hardly necessary, perhaps, to inform the reader, that these lines 
are meant as a tribute of sincere friendship to the memory of an old and 
valued colleague in this work, Sir John Stevenson. 



Note 80. page 217. 
Lay his sword by his side — it hath serv'd him too well. 

It was the custom of the ancient Irish, in the manner of the Scythians, 
to bury the favourite swords of their heroes along with them. 



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PAGE 

Alone in crowds to wander on 211 

And doth not a meeting like this make amends 179 

As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow 18 

As slow our ship her foamy track J 37 

As vanquish'd Erin wept beside 190 

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly 83 

Avenging and bright fall the swift sword of Erin 78 

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms 36 

By that Lake, whose gloomy shore 71 

By the Feal's wave benighted 185 

By the hope within us springing 54 

Come o'er the sea 113 

Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer 133 

Come, send round the wine, and leave points of belief 40 

Dear Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee 63 



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INDEX. 

PAGE 

Down in the valley come meet me to-night 162 

Drink of this cup ; — you'll find there's a spell in 159 

Drink to her who long 47 

Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes.... 5 

Fairest! put on awhile 177 

Farewell! — but whenever you welcome the hour 103 

Fill the bumper fair 122 

Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour 11 

Forget not the field where they perish'd 134 

From this hour the pledge is given 196 

Go where Glory waits thee 1 

Has sorrow thy young days shaded Ill 

Here we dwell, in holiest bowers 76 

How dear to me the hour when daylight dies 22 

How oft has theBenshee cried 21 

How sweet the answer Echo makes 165 

I'd mourn the hopes that leave me 107 

If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air 153 

In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown 139 

In yonder valley there dwelt, alone 188 

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining 1 99 

I saw thy form in youthful prime 75 

I wish I was by that dim Lake 169 

It is not the tear at this moment shed 74 

I've a secret to tell thee, but hush! not here 187 



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INDEX. 

PAGE 

Lay his sword by his side — it hath serv'd him too well 217 

Lesbia hath a beaming eye 68 

Let Erin remember the days of old 38 

Like the bright lamp, that shone in Kildare's holy fane 43 

My gentle Harp, once more I waken 135 

Nay, tell me not, dear, that the goblet drowns 81 

Ne'er ask the hour — what is it to us 151 

Night clos'd around the conqueror's way , 56 

No, not more welcome the fairy numbers 125 

Of all the fair months, that round the sun 203 

Oh! Arranmore, lov'd Arranmore 212 

Oh banquet not in those shining bowers 164 

Oh! blame not the bard, if he flies to the bowers 45 

Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade 6 

Oh! could we do with this world of ours 214 

Oh! doubt me not — the season 105 

Oh for the swords of former time 155 

Oh! had we some bright little isle of our own 57 

Oh! haste and leave this sacred isle 29 

Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright 64 

Oh, the sight entrancing 173 

Oh! think not my spirits are always as light 14 

Oh, ye Dead! oh, ye Dead! whom we know by the light you give 161 

Oh! weep for the hour 34 



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INDEX. 

PAGE 

Oh! where's the slave so lowly 118 

One bumper at parting! — tho' many 109 

Quick! we have but a second 168 

Remember the Glories of Brien the Brave 8 

Remember thee ; yes, while there's life in this heart 4 

Rich and rare were the gems she wore 19 

Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark 156 

Shall the Harp then be silent, when he who first gave. 182 

She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps 80 

She sung of Love, while o'er her lyre 193 

Silence is in our festal halls . 215 

Silent, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water 39 

Sing — sing — Music was given 206 

Sing, sweet Harp, oh sing to me 191 

Strike the gay harp ! see the moon is on high 194 

Sublime was the warning that Liberty spoke 41 

Sweet Innisfallen, fare thee well 171 

Take back the virgin page 27 

The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking 166 

The dream of those days when first I sung thee is o'er 200 

The harp that once through Tara's halls 13 

The Minstrel-Boy to the war is gone.. 99 

The time I've lost in wooing , 119 

The valley lay smiling before me 91 



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INDEX. 

PAGE 

The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall 197 

The young May moon is beaming, love 84 

There are sounds of mirth in the night-air ringing 208 

There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet 16 

They came from a land beyond the sea 210 

They know not my heart, who believe there can be 128 

They may rail at this life — from the hour I began it 148 

This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and woes 86 

Tho' dark are our sorrows, to-day we'll forget them 66 

Tho' the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see 7 

Though humble the banquet to which I invite thee. 3 26 

Through Erin's isle 88 

Through grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer'd my way 58 

'Tis believ'd that this Harp, which I wake now for thee 60 

'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking 131 

'Tis sweet to think, that where'er we rove 101 

'Tis the last rose of summer 95 

To Ladies' eyes around, boy 143 

To-morrow, comrade, we 201 

'Twas one of those dreams, that by music are brought 1 75 

We may roam thro' this world, like a child at a feast 31 

Weep on, weep on, your hour is past 61 

What life like that of the bard can be 205 

What the bee is to the floweret 79 

When cold in the earth lies the friend thou hast loved 141 

When daylight was yet sleeping under the billow 52 



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INDEX. 

PAGE 

When first I met thee, warm and young 115 

When he, who adores thee, has left but the name 23 

When in death I shall calmly recline 24 

When thro' life unblest we rove 97 

Whene'er I see those smiling eyes 154 

While gazing on the moon'slight 50 

While History's Muse the memorial was keeping 129 

Wreath the bowl 145 

Yes, sad one of Sion, if closely resembling 157 

You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride 93 



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